- Kodak Black Kicking In 歌詞
- Kodak Black
- Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And twelve of us, recordin myself
Fuck it let the beat rock
Just please dont let the beat stop
And you dont even need to knock
I dont care if it never drop
Just felt my heartbeat
Just felt my heartbeat
Just felt my heartbeat
Cause Im heart of the projects
I was baptized on the block
No more orange pop, Im drinkin holy water
I couldve swore I felt somethin beatin me
I run away from love when it get too deep
Im scared to love you back cause I might love too deep
I dont wanna love you, girl,
Cause I wont love you deep
Valentine, packin 9, my lady want a dinner day
I aint have no time
So I just took the bitch to Steak n Shake
The beat it got me in my feelings, vibin to the rhythm
My ears a symphony but I dont show no sympathy
Dont let em kill your self esteem,
They tryna kill your dignity
Niggas out here gamblin wit they lives for some publicity
Damn, left my heart in these streets,
I left the trick to treat
Im scarred, lost my conscience to the block,
Its feelin good to sleep
And I dont need no court sentence
I love this beat so much I hope the Lord in it
Dreads in my head and they look like Devil horns in it
All my niggas be up in the business like them dorks in it
Drippin on em, like a dinosaur I be so vintage
Drippin, you cant get these in the store,
Yeah Im so different
My clothes and my hoes different
These days I dont know what Im spendin
These days I dont know what Im gettin
I got blood on my Givenchy
Video vixen, so much bitches,
These days I dont know what Im hittin
I dont even know what Im sippin,
I just know its kickin in
Holler if you feelin it
Lovin and Im thuggin cause they both go hand in hand
Thuggin cross the country, from the US to Switzerland
Booted like Shaquille ONeal
You know the deal, Im on the pill
I just tucked the .32 right in my Timberland
Holler if you feelin it
That jigga kickin in
Aint got no-kickin in
Aint got no-kickin in
Aint got no-kickin in
Holler if you feelin it
At the Last Supper got my plate first
At the Last Supper I got my plate first
I aint got no feelings
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