Lyrics Afro Puff - Papi Kodak feat. Chuck Mow & Reggie Rob

(Aye I think)
I think we finna get funky
Aye turn it up
Bad bitches in the party
151 on the bottle of Bacardi
50 shots in but I still got my aim
Bad bitches here yeah nothing done changed
Hoes all on me
Girl get off
Bad bitches on me and I rock designer socks
Me and Chuck Mow turning up taking off
Reggie Rob bought the draco
Bout to make it pop

Im at the top
And no you can not change it
I sound like a dictionary
You would think that I Wu tanged it
I cover my nickname must be blanket
One day I'll call my mama and I'll tell her that I made it
When I'm in the stu it's like I'm bout to go to battle
I dissect the beat three steps
They called a travel
I take my shot
Well me I'm never missing
I sacrifice these bars so I call it crucifixion

Pull up fresher than a peppermint
Black on black I know y'all can't see through the tint
Turn a seven to a ten
Moonwalking like a 80s pimp
I know I just want my hoes back
Know I got the baddest bitches
I know y'all feeling this
I pullup with the baddest bitch
Imma make sure y'all feeling this
Kodak and Chuck Mow you know we in the shits

You an afro puff that's gone end up on a shirt
Ain't into the news I be watching big herc
Nine One Six got the Deanos got the work
Built by Brady so this kid shit easy
I hit up coco cousin when I'm tryna get a peezy
I run the pack like Zeke y'all can go ahead and feed me

I reload it back and make it ching just like a sniper
I pull up twelve deep like I'm rolling with disciples
Tell me what you want to do
I'm Chuck Mow you can't even step up in my section
When they found me with the pencil
They'll pronounce it a murder weapon
Imma get it I lay his ass a blessing
And I tell him sit down cause class be in session
Better tighten up I might learn you a lesson
Got to read the subliminal mind maybe find a message
I don't care yeah there ain't no stopping me
I'm living out this dream like I'm living out my prophecy
I get a bag yeah I rock all that fleece
But I turn that cash home yeah I pay for my mama's lease
My bars out of space they must be astronomical
I hop up on a book and then I read a philosophical
I spit that image know I went and paint the picture
Cause I know when they hear me yeah turn them in
They listen kitchen whipping no I'm never missing
But I'm Chuck Mow baby and I'm known to go the distance

I go the distance but I'm known to get funky
I'm also known as the local Deano junky
But I turn up yeah my nose a little runny
A snotty jit but I turn up on this bitch
I don't fuck with girls but I do fuck with a bitch
Yuh I like this shit a little toxic
Both me and Chuck Mow yeah
You know we rocking Robins
Aye shoutout Big Herc
Never settle for average
Hoodzone what's up man
Shoutout all my local bad bitches
Aye aye aye Thotty
What's up Dean
Dean dean dean dean dean
Aye Deano bets