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Who that is? Lil KodakIt’s Gucci!1800!Look!

Cuban on mine wrist, Cuban on mine neck, your girl ~ above XMoney talks, she top top the phone high, us havin’ phone sexNever duck in front friend peons, i ain’t complete yetKept the real due to the fact that the begun, ns ain’t said yetI done lastly got my muscle up, you understand I’m gon’ flexPeople rootin’ because that the hustler, ns think I’m on nextAt her neck, i don’t acquire tired, i ain’t gon’ restYou gotta play your cards right, castle jack guys on deckI gotta store the pan on, you understand them girl gon’ sweatI’m tryna put my guy on, yet he ain’t came house yetKodak Black however my hoe react, she get her very own breadI hit her girl v the pole, currently she walkin’ bowleggedDirty drink this that prometh, to be sippin’ MoëtI’m just tryna stay focused, ain’t tryna walk flatYou rotate cold once the heater on, I understand you’re gon’ meltI’ve to be smokin’ broccoli, they speak it’s great for your healthNah I’m good, ns don’t require your help, I execute it myselfI know you don’t really love me, you’re just lovin’ my wealthIt’s lil Kodak, the finesse kid, walkin’ like a legHittin’ licks, now I’m droppin’ hits, mouthpiece cost a brick

In the club, vibin’ in this bihVibin’ with my cliqueAll she want was to take a picBut currently she gettin’ hitIn the club, vibin’ in this bihVibin’ with my cliqueVibin’ in this bihVibin’ with my cliqueIn the club, vibin’ in this bihVibin’ v my cliqueAll she wanted was to take a picBut currently she gettin’ hitIn the club, vibin’ in this bihVibin’ with my cliqueVibin’ in this bihVibin’ v my clique

Lock me in a box, however I’m comin’ out swingin’Watch 200 therefore I’m comin’ out blingin’Somethin’ choose the wind, can’t touch, just hear meSuckas can’t check out me, yet they damn certain feel meThey say, “Gucci Mane gone, the rap video game ain’t nothin"”Soon as he left, the coke price start jumpin’Walk about the club prefer I walked approximately the yardNigga I’m the trap god, girlfriend tryna look hardI’ll never ever before ever questioning the police to defend meNever ever ever let a rapper disrespect meNext time native Gucci Mane, total clappin’ gon’ happenPut a cap to the cap and see mine bullets madness dancin’

In the club, vibin’ in this bihVibin’ with my cliqueAll she wanted was to take it a picBut now she gettin’ hitIn the club, vibin’ in this bihVibin’ through my cliqueVibin’ in this bihVibin’ through my cliqueIn the club, vibin’ in this bihVibin’ v my cliqueAll she want was to take it a picBut currently she gettin’ hitIn the club, vibin’ in this bihVibin’ with my cliqueVibin’ in this bihVibin’ v my clique