a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

kodak - yung mal & lil quill lyrics

[intro: yung mal]
gudda tay on every beat, n-gga
gudda, yeah
all this f-ckin’ cash on me, man
feelin’ like f-ckin’ kodak and sh-t

[chorus: yung mal]
i’m finna roll up this weed (mhm)
and i’m finna pour up this lean (mhm)
and none of this sh-t, it ain’t come for free (uh-uh)
i took sacrifices for me (i did)
i’m chasin’ that cash, that’s constantly (cash, racks)
man i ain’t been to sleep in a week (uh-uh)
last year i was broke as a bum and sh-t (last year)
but now i racked up, on fleek (racks)
i’m feelin’ like kodak, i can’t even roll in peace (i can’t)
’cause they want a picture from me (they want a picture)
or they want a feature from me (or they want a feature)
these b-tches wan’ kick it with me (these b-tches wan’ kick it)
f-ck the police, we ain’t takin’ no pleas (f-ck the police)
run off with that pack and go straight to the east (run off with that pack)
whip started right up, it didn’t come with a key (whip started right up)
i’m a dog on these hoes so i come with a leash (dog on these hoes)

[verse 1: yung mal]
go to the kitchen, straight to the pot (yeah)
get in that bowl, play with that dope, it go capiche
the text and the rope, i got the streets hot
got signed by the wop, now i got ’em beat
give a f-ck ’bout a thot, i might get the top
i put the b-tch out, she usin’ her feet
and i’m in zone 6, and i got that glock
the middle of the summer and i got on a mink
clean, lean, switchin’ lanes, i feel asleep
1017, chain got ice, make your b-tch wanna ski
private planes, rockin’ shows, shootin’ movies, spike lee
i got bands in my pants, when i land, n-gga, chauffeur drivin’ me

[verse 2: lil quill & yung mal]
i can’t even roll in peace (nah)
they wanna smoke up my weed
pourin’ lean in a george jetson
finna fly overseas and i got on a mink (on god)
and i can’t even ho in peace (nah)
they tryna put this sh-t on ig (what?)
li’ b-tch tryna get some fame off of we
and my n-gga wet like a puddle of pee (diamonds, water)
bucket seats in the cutl-ss, i’m speedin’ (skrrt)
my cup red and i ain’t drinkin’ no green (nah)
got some great head from a b-tch on the beach (great head)
she was gettin’ bred, put that b-tch on a leash
i’m chasin’ that cash, that’s constantly
tryna get geeked, numb the pain, sh-t numb to me
and none of this sh-t, it ain’t come for free
had to take sacrifices for my team, they eatin’, on god, but now

- yung mal lil quill lyrics

Random Song Lyrics :

Popular