Z Money

Kodak

by Z Money

[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

[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 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 Cutlass, 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

[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)

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