| Who that is? |
| Lil Kodak
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| It’s Gucci!
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| Look!
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| Cuban on my wrist, Cuban on my neck, your girl on X
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| Money talks, she on the phone line, we havin' phone sex
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| Never duckin' from you peons, I ain’t fold yet
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| Kept it real since the begun, I ain’t told yet
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| I done finally got my muscle up, you know I’m gon' flex
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| People rootin' for the hustler, I think I’m on next
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| At your neck, I don’t get tired, I ain’t gon' rest
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| You gotta play your cards right, them jack boys on deck
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| I gotta keep the fan on, you know them girls gon' sweat
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| I’m tryna put my man on, but he ain’t came home yet
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| Kodak Black but my hoe red, she get her own bread
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| I hit your girl with the pole, now she walkin' bowlegged
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| Dirty drink this that prometh, ain’t sippin' Moët
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| I’m just tryna stay focused, ain’t tryna go flat
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| You turn cold when the heater on, I know you’re gon' melt
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| I’ve been smokin' broccoli, they say it’s good for your health
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| Nah I’m good, I don’t need your help, I do it myself
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| I know you don’t really love me, you’re just lovin' my wealth
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| It’s lil Kodak, the finesse kid, walkin' like a lick
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| Hittin' licks, now I’m droppin' hits, mouthpiece cost a brick
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| In the club, boppin' in this bih, vibin' with my clique
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| All she wanted was to take a pic, but now she gettin' hit
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| In the club, poppin' in this bih, vibin' with my clique
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| Poppin' in this bih, vibin' with my clique
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| In the club, boppin' in this bih, bibin' with my clique
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| All she wanted was to take a pic, but now she gettin' hit
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| In the club, boppin' in this bih, vibin' with my clique
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| Poppin' in this bih, vibin' with my clique
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| Lock me in a box, but I’m comin' out swingin'
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| Watch 200 so I’m comin' out blingin'
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| Somethin' like the wind, can’t touch, just hear me
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| Suckas can’t see me, but they damn sure feel me
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| They say, «Gucci Mane gone, the rap game ain’t nothin'»
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| Soon as he left, the coke price start jumpin'
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| Walk around the club like I walked around the yard
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| Nigga I’m the trap god, you tryna look hard
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| I’ll never ever ever ask the police to protect me
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| Never ever ever let a rapper disrespect me
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| Next up from Gucci Mane, gun clappin' gon' happen
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| Put a cap to the captain, see my bullets tap dancin'
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| Guwop!
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| In the club, boppin' in this bih, vibin' with my clique
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| All she wanted was to take a pic, but now she gettin' hit
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| In the club, poppin' in this bih, vibin' with my clique
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| Poppin' in this bih, vibin' with my clique
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| In the club, boppin' in this bih, bibin' with my clique
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| All she wanted was to take a pic, but now she gettin' hit
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| In the club, boppin' in this bih, vibin' with my clique
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| Poppin' in this bih, vibin' with my clique |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Vibin In This Bih , by - Kodak Black. Song from the album Lil Big Pac, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп