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• Artiste: Kodak Black
• Titre: Kill The Beat
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Pow pow pow Paper chasing Haitian Project baby 1800 block Ugly corner nigga Y'all won't feel me anyways I ain't even gotta talk Came up I was down Got it off the ground They was up I was low, got it off the floor Paper chase Road running, you ain't on the route Turned up Like my music, I be smoking loud Black nigga on that white bitch Milk her like a cow Cashed out They ain't like me but they love me now Pull up to the floor You ain't even know Been cold, fire Different jags in a row Pay me back before Diss me like a hoe My nigga pay me for a show and I don't even show I slid by I ain't flex I just brung it through Swear to God If you flex imma punish you 25% on the tent, on a rental coupe Yeah I'm from the Noya Off that Ugly Corner Avenue Ain't gotta tell my shooter, he gon' shoot Kodak got them snipers on a roof Whipping with the magic stick then I poof Project baby Would you like to (?) swimming pool Been ready You ain't ready, nigga getting ready Time is money Better have that money, I want every second You niggas sweet niggas, diabetic Living legends, jit will snatch your necklace I'm at the studio fuck a class session Sorry momma, I will never learn my lesson I need a calculator just to count my blessings Finessing, flexing Flyer than a jetson Young and reckless Hit you and your main man and I won't regret it Switched up I got a different wardrobe Designer Custom Louis V torso Pop my collar nigga wipe me down Got it from the bottom now I fly around Bitch I'm out here, had to get it in Tell her go first, I'm a gentleman Go so loud she be listening Ain't no time to fuck these hoes, I'm a minute man I'm a project baby I can't go commercial Cuz I just hit the plug he stay on commercial Square, not my round You not my circle Money got me walking like I'm Steve Urkel Jump right through your window like a Ninja Turtle They want my autograph but I can't write in cursive They hollerin' murder I kill the beat I kill the beat Lil Kodak, he gon' kill the beat I kill the beat Rest in peace