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