Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Off the Land, artist - Kodak Black. Album song Painting Pictures, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 30.03.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Atlantic
Song language: English
Off the Land |
The man with the plan, I ain’t playin', I’m 'bout business |
Lil' Kodak had to get it off the land, talkin' Disney |
You told on your mans, went to sing like you Whitney |
Floatin' on a Xan, I swear to God, it got me dizzy |
Project baby, I remember eatin' lilly-dillys |
Culinary arts, I do my thing in the kitchen |
If I go to jail, you niggas will never come and visit |
You think she breast feedin' me, how I’m suckin' on her titties |
I’m paintin' pictures, everythin' I say you see it vivid |
Lil' Kodak makin' movies, I have you feelin' like you in it |
I don’t make no bubblegum music, I spit that real shit |
You don’t live this life, when you hear my songs, you’ll feel like you lived it |
I don’t got no lady 'cause these bitches never like to listen |
Gettin' bread every day, I graduated from biscuits |
I don’t do karate, so why lil' shawty wanna kick it? |
The Audi got four rings, it think a nigga in the Olympics |
I be money-launderin' |
I got zero tolerance |
When I get home I gotta hit (baby) |
You better be in your lingerie (baby) |
The man with the plan, I ain’t playin', I’m 'bout business |
Lil' Kodak had to get it off the land, talkin' Disney |
You told on your mans, went to sing like you Whitney |
Floatin' on a Xan, I swear to God, it got me dizzy |
Project baby, I remember eatin' lilly-dillys |
Culinary arts, I do my thing in the kitchen |
If I go to jail, you niggas will never come and visit |
You think she breast feedin' me, how I’m suckin' on her titties |
Ain’t talkin' Disney but I had to get it off the land |
When you see me, I’m booted up, ain’t talkin' Timberland |
No not Boyardee but free my niggas in the can |
How can you even sleepin' knowin' that you ratted on your man? |
Like a newborn baby, how I’m suckin' on her breast |
I got two fingers up her dress and she already wet |
I’m calculatin' every move, this shit like playin' chess |
AR-15 with the scope just like I’m Ron Artest |
All you bitches, you can’t touch this like I’m MC Hammer |
Where were you when I was cuttin' dope with Arm & Hammer? |
When I was jumpin' in them houses like I’m fuckin' Santa |
They send me to the slammer, you won’t even send a letter |
The man with the plan, I ain’t playin', I’m 'bout business |
Lil' Kodak had to get it off the land, talkin' Disney |
You told on your mans, went to sing like you Whitney |
Floatin' on a Xan, I swear to God, it got me dizzy |
Project baby, I remember eatin' lilly-dillys |
Culinary arts, I do my thing in the kitchen |
If I go to jail, you niggas will never come and visit |
You think she breast feedin' me, how I’m suckin' on her titties |