| Kodak Black, Kill Bill
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| Yeah I kill for the bill, steal for that bill
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| It get real for the bill, yeah
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| I was riding for these niggas 'fore they rode for they selves
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| Cause they know I’m that lil zoe who can go and I don’t care
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| Ain’t recording no more songs in the year
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| My nigga died and I ain’t even shed a tear
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| My nigga died to tell you the truth I ain’t even care
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| I got some shit to say so call the engineer
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| You niggas be saying anything, you feel my pain through your ear
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| I don’t wanna hear that beat if I can’t speak on how I feel
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| My trigger finger itching got me busting in my crib
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| Trigger finger itching got me busting hoes in my crib
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| Trigger finger itching got me busting in my crib
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| Trigger finger itching got me busting hoes in my crib
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| I was a ghetto child, wanted to be down with my peers
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| What I’m rapping about the streets would vouch for me for real
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| I’m wild but I ain’t doing no more wildin' gotta chill
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| Sorry I already made my mind up for real
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| Lowkey I be vibin' cause my family need me here
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| But god I gotta keep the fire on conceal
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| Yeah but I’m wiser now but I ain’t drinking beer
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| Ain’t running in Verizon nigga I was just a kid
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| My mama she accepted what it is
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| But I know my mama hate the way I live
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| But everyday we thankful for this shit
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| Say mama we gotta be thankful for this shit
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| Know I’m the reason for all the pain I make you sip
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| Why the hell you ain’t wash your fingers with me yet
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| Nigga when I was a baby I was a man
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| Then I probably would have went crazy if I was him
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| Okay I ain’t gonna keep talking about my mama
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| Everybody round me got a body or they wanna
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| Everybody round me caught a body or they gonna
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| Nigga would you rather go in or you go under
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| I was riding for these niggas before they rode for they selves
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| Plus they know that lil zoe he gone go and he don’t care
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| You can’t tell me nothing, I’m clutching on Glock 27
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| You can’t walk up on me I don’t want you standing in my square
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| Ain’t paranoid nigga I’m sensitive about my square
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| My dog be smoking Black & Mild told my niggas that’s lame as hell
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| You smoking Black & Milds smoking square
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| That shit for squares
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| Niggas ain’t even riding for they self
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| Nigga I’m finna slide in by myself
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| Ain’t gone tell you how I do it cause I’ma do it by myself
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| When I’m in my death bed gotta be snoozing by myself
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| When I lost nigga I was losing by myself
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| So damn right I’m in my new whip and I’m cruising by myself
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| Y’all don’t love this beat stop this music man I swear
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| You don’t stop this music I’m gone keep killing it I swear
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| And I’m saying anything that comes to my brain cells
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| Feed my niggas locked up in the main jail
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| Fighting cases nigga facing PBL
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| Eating PB and J everyday waiting on some mail
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| I’m freestyling when I’m vibing so don’t stop me I don’t care
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| My nigga tried to send me a kite I swear to god he got his mail
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| First forty-eight my nigga told on himself
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| At school telling everybody the news before they rang the bell
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| Hey let me just stop right here you namsayin', my nigga told me I got the game
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| in a headlock and shit right now, so let me let it go before they suffocate to
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| death. |
| I’ma let the beat breath a little bit, goddamn I ain’t give that bitch
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| no room, no space, no air
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| Glee |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song About You Without You , by - Kodak Black. Song from the album Project Baby 2: All Grown Up, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп