paroles de chanson Play - Kodak Black
He
on
a
plate,
he
ate
Niggas
keep
dyin'
that
way,
keep
fryin'
that
way
Niggas
gettin'
fried
like
chicken
and
shit
KFC,
nigga,
we
kill
'em
for
Crix
Hit
a
nigga
ass
with
a
three-piece
combo,
his
mom,
his
bro,
his
sis
Got
an
opp
bitch
in
the
back
of
the
Rolls
I
better
not
see
a
nigga
crackin'
no
fours
(let's
go)
Give
me
a
play,
I
bet
I'ma
flip
that
I'm
in
the
hood,
ridin'
'round
with
a
six-pack
I
got
a
Glock
with
a
beam
If
I
catch
an
opp,
he
gon'
scream
I
got
them
zoes
on
my
team
Just
made
six
hundred
off
streams
Just
made
six
hundred
off
streams
(and
we
throwin'
that
bitch
to
the
trap,
on
gang)
Let's
go
It's
crazy,
I
came
here
from
nothin',
now
I
walk
around,
I'm
the
motherfuckin'
man
in
my
city
I
show
a
nigga
no
pity,
your
mama,
your
brother,
your
sister,
your
kids,
your
bitties
I
don't
give
a
fuck
who
you
call,
a
nigga
can
never
say
that
Lil
Crix
assed
out
I
drop
an
opp
like
he
passed
out
Two
kids
and
his
hoes,
throw
his
ass
in
a
blunt,
gassed
out
(let's
go)
When
I'm
all
in
public,
that
heater
tucked
On
Blood,
y'all
know
how
I
give
it
up
I
don't
give
a
fuck
who
you
with
I
ain't
sparin'
shit
Cashin'
that
bag
like
Allstate
Burn
like
some
plastic
in
broad
day
Bullets
make
you
sing
like
Rod
Wave
M-16,
they
all
spray
New
Versaces,
all
suede
Ten
Piguets,
they
all
ways
Six
thots,
they
all
slay,
ayy
They
ask
me,
like,
why
I
don't
be
social
Like,
why
I
don't
be
talkin'
I
told
they
ass
we
really
in
the
streets
fo'
sure
These
peons
will
know
what
a
six
pack
is,
that's
72
ounces
But,
gang,
let's
get
it
piped
up
On
gang
(gang)
Let's
go
Give
me
a
play,
I
bet
I'ma
flip
that
I'm
in
the
hood,
ridin'
'round
with
a
six-pack
I
got
a
Glock
with
a
beam
If
I
catch
an
opp,
he
gon'
scream
I
got
them
zoes
on
my
team
Just
made
six
hundred
off
streams
Just
made
six
hundred
off
streams
(and
we
throwin'
that
bitch
to
the
trap)
Let's
go
I
don't
even
cap
on
no
beat,
on
blood,
you
payin'
for
this
fee
What
I
look
like
payin'
for
a
fee?
Nine
Trey,
don't
get
put
on
a
tee
Lil'
bro
in
your
bush
like
a
bee
This
MAC
have
you
shot
like
a
tree,
yeah
Tag
beat
a
bitch,
Ray
Rice,
don't
play
with
your
life
like
dice,
nigga
You
better
think
twice,
nigga,
'cause
I'll
pay
the
price,
nigga
Know
some
young
niggas
that's
itchin'
for
bodies,
when
they
see
you,
it's
on
sight
15,
seen
my
first
body,
I
ain't
never
look
back,
that's
why
I
keep
a
strap
on
my
hip
Diss,
get
shot
on
your
lip
I'm
blowin'
shit
off
the
rip
(ayy)
Got
twenty
in
this
clip
Never
catch
me
in
no
zip
I
can
get
bag
like
new
chips
or
flip
the
new
whip
I'm
puttin'
crackers
on
watch
'cause
I
keep
a
gun
This
drill
shit
ain't
fun,
nigga
1 Kodak The Boss
2 300 Blackout
3 Slay Like Santa
4 If You Ever
5 I Can’t Sleep
6 Demand My Respect
7 Play
8 Starter Kit
9 I’m So Awesome
10 Game From Pluto
11 Walk
12 Spin
13 Ammunition
14 Hop Out Shoot
15 Kutthroat Barbie
16 At The Cross
17 Freezing My Pinky
18 Bad Man
19 Silencer
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