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let me finish - kodak black lyrics

[intro: kodak black]
at the end of the day b*tch, i’m the catch
yeah
treat a bad b*tch like she ain’t one (yeah)
’cause there’s more of y’all where you came from (uh)
treat a bad b*tch like she ain’t one, ’cause she ain’t one, f*ck it

[verse 1: kodak black]
b*tch, treat a bad b*tch like she ain’t one, ’cause there’s more of y’all where you came from
treat a bad b*tch like she ain’t one, i got more of y’all and it ain’t cut
you a cornball, you do lame stuff
i’ma go hard, n*gga, say some’
n*ggas talk loud but don’t say none’
i’ma drawdown, f*ck a pain rush
i’ma duck low with my main stuff
all you dumb hoe’s get me cased up
i’m so cutthroat, get your face cut, and she suck toes, that’s a a+
treat a bad b*tch like she ain’t one, got a stuffed nose with me, take one
just got a stuffed nose with me, take one, i meant take one, i’ll take one
put 24″‘s on a bugatti, nah boo, sorry, this a wraith truck
got the coupe squatted like a workout
you don’t do molly it won’t work out
this a bool party, not a cookout
i’m in the back ally playin’ lookout
and a k too, got a wee high
when she ride on it, say, “yee*haw”
[chorus: kodak black]
slow it down, let me finish, slow it down, let me finish
banana d*ck, baby, peel it back
if i throw this money, better get back
slow it down, let me finish, slow it down, let me finish
i don’t smoke [?] on a sat*rday
i don’t drive the ‘vette on a sat*rday
see the cops go the other way
slow it down, let me finish, slow it down, let me finish, uh

[verse 2: hotboii]
slow it down, let me get it
mclaren too fast
promethazine for the guys, pour the whole pint in it
b*tch i’m a z, give a f*ck ’bout no ex
i don’t care ’bout these hoe’s, i be mindin’ my business
uh, i got two watch on two wrist’s
and still ain’t got time for you friendly lil’ b*tches
she drop the top while i’m whippin’ it, whippin’ it
got me on the i goin’ [?]
baby no hands on the d*ck, go sloppy
don’t talk crazy, i’m with my lil’ thotty
i tried to be sl!ck and the ring done caught me
how she ride the d*ck like we swervin’ the oppa
i pop me a perk, i ain’t nervous, i’m nauseous
i be observant and cautious, yeah
know i’m savage, treat a bad b*tch like she average, i got better
i go rondo, i go jackson, like a math quiz i’ll pass her
rocks on all of my wrist like i’m saturn
when them sticks go to swingin’, i’m batter
can’t come direct, sendin’ shots on the low*key
p*ssy ass n*gga put that beef on the platter
no kiddin’, i said it, i mean it, woah
no kiddin’, i’m d*gg*n’ these b*tches, woah
i’m in new york, [?] (woah, oh)
protectin’ my feelins’, i don’t visit these hoe’s
k!llins’, opps turnin’ victim to lord
switchin’, that b*tch is like, [?] motor (yeah, yeah)
‘posed to be zebra, you sellin’ out zami, it ain’t no z sh*t, what is your motive? (yeah)
what is your motive for this?
tried to snake out that cobra lil’ head
i wear that sh*t when i was broke
i’m gon’ be not sh*t now that i’m rich
every thot that i hit was her friend
every project i wanna advance
every rock in my wrist got a hit
’cause i ain’t dry, yes i’m drownin’ for sh*t (yeah, uh)

- kodak black lyrics

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