Killing The Rats Kodak Black
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[Intro: Kodak Black]
She come out like this, so she say
[Chorus: Kodak Black & Shamonni Galore]
My name Shamonni Galore, I be drippin' Dior, I be all in the sack (Yeah)
He droppin' the racks (Oh), I'm tossin' it back (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
She callin' me Yak, yeah, baby, do it like that, I like when it snatch (Yeah)
I'm smokin' the roach and killin' the rats (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Smokin' the roach and I'm killin' the rats
When I'm back in the jects I be flippin' the pack (Yeah)
Smokin' the roach (Yeah), and killin' the rats (Ayy, ayy)
Everything I got, I took, and if I owed ya, bitch, I paid ya back (Ayy)
Her face in my lap, I'm grippin' the strap (Ayy)
[Verse 1: Kodak Black]
I ain't doin' meet and greet, when I see lil' buddy, I'm smashin' him
Rubies on my teeth, I done did the gold, I done did the platinum
My lil' nigga say he Z, ain't no surprise, boy, you your daddy's son
Soon as he play, I'm gettin' him whacked
Lil' one came through, big ol' fire, look like flamethrower
Pillsbury kid, he hit the pot, with a dang fork
We hit the white, niggas be pullin' trick, jump out, skateboard
Bustin' licks, fuckin' and grab the stick, go get way more
Panoramic tint, you ain't got no hint who the driver is
Every time it's a hit, they already guessin', yeah, the snipers did it
Nah Lil nigga, we ain't finna do much dissin', let's get right with it (Ayy)
Let's get right with it
She come out like this, so she say
[Chorus: Kodak Black & Shamonni Galore]
My name Shamonni Galore, I be drippin' Dior, I be all in the sack (Yeah)
He droppin' the racks (Oh), I'm tossin' it back (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
She callin' me Yak, yeah, baby, do it like that, I like when it snatch (Yeah)
I'm smokin' the roach and killin' the rats (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Smokin' the roach and I'm killin' the rats
When I'm back in the jects I be flippin' the pack (Yeah)
Smokin' the roach (Yeah), and killin' the rats (Ayy, ayy)
Everything I got, I took, and if I owed ya, bitch, I paid ya back (Ayy)
Her face in my lap, I'm grippin' the strap (Ayy)
[Verse 1: Kodak Black]
I ain't doin' meet and greet, when I see lil' buddy, I'm smashin' him
Rubies on my teeth, I done did the gold, I done did the platinum
My lil' nigga say he Z, ain't no surprise, boy, you your daddy's son
Soon as he play, I'm gettin' him whacked
Lil' one came through, big ol' fire, look like flamethrower
Pillsbury kid, he hit the pot, with a dang fork
We hit the white, niggas be pullin' trick, jump out, skateboard
Bustin' licks, fuckin' and grab the stick, go get way more
Panoramic tint, you ain't got no hint who the driver is
Every time it's a hit, they already guessin', yeah, the snipers did it
Nah Lil nigga, we ain't finna do much dissin', let's get right with it (Ayy)
Let's get right with it
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