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1800 degrees - vulture love & kodak black lyrics

[chorus]
i’m gettin’ money, so it’s free smoke, gettin’ anybody hit
i love it when she deepthroat, swallow every inch
i’m in florida wearin’ a mink coat, it’s eighty degrees, b*tch
it’s eighty degrees, b*tch, it’s eighty degrees

[verse 1]
i hope i don’t go fed, these sticks came from vietnamese
i want head ‘fore i l!ck, ‘fore i hit it, b*tch, get on your knees
l!ck just snorted a whole eight*ball, b*tch can’t even sneeze
ain’t just gon’ k!ll you, i’ma rip your face off, i’m a d*mn sleaze
torture a n*gga, make him say sorry for no apparent reason
just a few shots make the j hot, sh*t eighty degrees
ain’t got sh*t on but a tank top, it’s ninety degrees
ho, you know what’s up long time ago, why now you wanna leave? (b*tch)
drop the yola in the pot, five hundred degrees
i’ma give my baby sisters and brothers
b*tch, my name bill gates, that’s why i’m about my biz
i’m a motherf*cker, i’ll f*ck your d*mn mother

[chorus]
i’m gettin’ money, so it’s free smoke, get anybody hit
i love it when she deepthroat and swallow every inch
i’m in florida wearin’ a mink coat, it’s eighty degrees, b*tch
it’s eighty degrees, b*tch, it’s eighty degrees
[verse 2]
too hot in this party
and i’m on the molly, bae, go get me some dasani
or i’ma vomit
keep it hot ’round my way (ayy)
i got the city on fire, keep sticks and bricks and glocks in the projects
won’t leave, i’m finna die, too much pressure, they gon’ cross me
look how they take control, man, i must be stopped
i be settin’ n*ggas death dates up, i must be god
in my will, it say k!ll n*ggas still like i’m alive
she on my d*ck, i say, “chill, b*tch, it’s hot”
you need to be mature up here, b*tch, i’m not
make that semi pop, hit him, he went to booty shakin’
in lil’ shawty car, two haitians, one cuban, two jamaicans
in the spotter car, b*tch, b*tches say they ain’t seen two ladies
you heard me mention, b*tch, the tag say mississippi
we gon’ switch it, get it tinted soon as we f*ckin’ steal it
b*tch, it’s flamin’ in the city, boy, you sk!llet
i can tell you ain’t get no chicken, boy, you skinny

[outro]
1800 block (trust), 1800 block, it’s eighty degrees out here (uh*huh)
1800 block, it’s eighty degrees out here
b*tch lookin’ like she can’t even breath over there
if i see an ob, i’ma take him down through it
trappin’ and rappin’ and steppin’ and jackin’ and whackin’ sh*t, d*mn, how i do it?
told my security deion, “let me see your gun, i’m shootin'”
you already know me, boy, i’ma yoke the boy like, “come here,” how i use it

- vulture love kodak black lyrics

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