Kodak Black - Versatile 3
(Magic)(Peso P got that work)
(100% Juice)
Uh, Kodak bought a Wraith, they say lil' Kodak bought a Wraith
And I keep the best Molly, comin' outer space
Scat Pack, hooray, I paint it matte black today
And I got the freshest cars in the USA, uh
Tesla painted grape, I only drive it Saturday
In your natural state, you look better by the way
Hip-hip-hooray, I bought a sick whip today
Bust down Patek face, you think I'm playin' patty cake, uh
Cutlass sittin' high, my other cutlass sittin' higher
Niggas wanna die, I'm sendin' hits all through the wire
Trap swingin' hard, yet we need more
Hurry up and order, ain't no postin' by my door, uh
Boomin' on my porch, boomin' on my mama porch, uh
SniperGang boys, makin' noise
I got hella toys, but I ain't no lil' boy
Baby blue coupe, for my boo in Illinois
I hate my baby mama, but she still gon' drive the Porsche
We on one accord, but she can't drive no damn Accord
Pullin' out the foreigns, while I'm goin'
My bitch look like Lauren, got four wheelers in the storage
I can't stall, I been raw like this, since a baby
I'm gon' always go hard like this, I ain't gay boy, get off my dick
Gucci shades with a all white fit, Gucci fragrance, ayy
I can't stall, I been raw like this this, since a baby
I'm gon' always go hard like this, I ain't gay boy get off my dick
Gucci shades with a all white fit, I'm the greatest, ayy
I buy you every color diamond earrings, since you came here
I'm a big ol' Z like I'm Zimbabwe, ayy, yeah
I'm in the club I'm doin' my Z dance
They parked the car right here, let me jump out with this tree branch
She gon' make love to the dick, she be like, uh
She be like yum-yum, baby, say hmm on the tip
Baby say hmm, baby say, uh-uh
Do you take care of your sack? 'Cause, baby, I like to hunch
And do you wipe front to back, or do you wipe back to front?
Dice game make a nigga-
Man, I swear I'on't be plannin' this shit
All this shit just happen like that dawg
So fuck it, this a Versatile 3, loop the beat
Milk a nigga
Break a nigga fast, that ain't Captain Crunch
That ain't no cap, I'm fitted
Nigga them racks look skinny
Who the hell you niggas be killin'?
Where the hell you niggas be posted?
I just hit a lick on Copans
They gon' hate you bein' yourself
They want the cards that you was dealt, ayy
Got so much ice they wish you melt
Give me a demo of that meth
Give me a sample of that meth, I tried it and I liked it
Locked up in that cell, got me, yeah
Gave me a sample of that meth, yeah, I tried it and I liked it
Locked up in that cell, got me wonderin' where my life went
I'm livin' on a prayer
The only thing that get me there
It's like I'm chasin' after death, me and my niggas, we be snipin'
Knew you wasn't real, got me feelin' like I'm psychic
You love me, but how well?
This shit be hard for me to tell, uh-huh
I'm blowin' KK in the air
Ayy, that shit be hard for me to smell, mm-hmm
Got all these VV's in my ear
That shit be hard for me to hear
I stay surrounded by the goons, Johnny Monsoon
You can't be runnin' round screwin', Johnny Monsoon
I need another mushroom, Johnny Monsoon
I feel like blood is on the moon, Johnny Monsoon
I think I'm Johnny Monsoon
You can't be callin' so soon, Johnny Monsoon
You can't be callin' me this late, I'm sleep, Johnny Monsoon
I party seven freakin' days a week, Johnny Monsoon
Tonight the party's at the rave
I don't like my women underage
Free all of my dawgs, they in the can, yeah
Let 'em know I'm from Broward, don't say Dade
Baby want me to go back to my phase
She miss that throwback Kodak wave
Was just a lil' shooter, ain't have no future
But I can't go back to them days
Versatile 3, wait 'til you hear eight
Rari' paper plate, told my dawg we gon' be straight
Look, Wally we really made it
Look at this shit, it really done took off
I'm glad I didn't stick to football
I'm glad I'm still ain't stuck in the back of the projects, playin' the lookout
We was just youngins, me and youngin'
Remember everything it took y'all
I kept rappin', I made it happen
I be a bitch-nigga if I shook y'all
Written by:
Bill K. Kapri
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Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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