Mystery Kodak Black

[Hook]
My Fendi belt is buckled where my pistol be
(My hip)
I gotta get it, bitches don't mean shit to me
(Fuck that bitch)
I failed history, now I'm making history
(Fuck that class)
Lil nigga got that bang, I feel like Hilary
(Wave the gat)
I don't think they hearing me
I jumped up in my coupe
I'm on a mystery
Wait, I don't think they feelin' me
This the life of Kodak
It's a mystery

[Verse 1]
My life a mystery, I'm a scavenger
I ride all up on the beat, don't need no passenger
My plug from Africa, got different packs of stuff
I'm rolling Cali bud
I smoke extravagant
You niggas characters, I'm talking Dr. Seuss
I wear binoculars when I jump in my coupe
My belt cost more than you
I got more bells than school
No, I can't love you boo because that's not what I do!
Finessing like a fool, I keep a strap or two
Got nothing for you silly tricks but some rabbit food
These streets is serious
Yeah, I'm mysterious
My swag ridiculous Kodak, just get it up