connor evans - kodak lyrics
[intro]
yeah, i ain’t even write sh-t no more, f-ck it, look, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
[hook]
rocking all black, that kodak
hit a pocket like “where my phone at?”
nicotine make my throat itch, this feel right like a throwback
she got the p-ssy, i’m on that
i get the p-ssy, i own that
hit the gas, can’t slow that
brought the gas, let’s roll that
[verse 1]
‘bout the cash like “oh man”
you meet a girl, you hold hands
i meet a girl, i meat a girl, she vegan? no, i pork that
got a baby? i stork that
you spoon a girl, i fork that
i let her choose, you force that
she lollipop my kojak
ay, i feel like wayne in 2007
yeah, feeling like thugger, don’t f-ck with you peasants
yeah, living in paradise, rolling them 7’s
yeah, i just been winning and winning and winning
i like them women on women on women
i like to think it and dream it and live it
i like to think it then dream it and get it
i just been drinking and sinning forgive me
yeah, i’m still riding round with that reefer
cashing out ‘til i’m p-ssing out, still smoking that calea
fly to death, aaliyah, i like a girl that can sing
she hold me down like my team, but she will not get a ring, oh no no no no
head rush when the drugs h-t like oh oh oh yeah oh oh oh yeah
[hook]
rocking all black, that kodak
hit a pocket like “where my phone at?”
nicotine make my throat itch, this feel right like a throwback
she got the p-ssy, i’m on that
i get the p-ssy, i own that
hit the gas, can’t slow that
brought the gas, let’s roll that
[verse 2]
‘bout the cash lets blow that
‘bout the cash like birdman
i can’t f-ck with the girl if she ‘bout the bag, no hermes
this sh-t my sermon, my shows is where church is
yo b-tch a turkey, got chicken like church’s, yeah
feeling like khaled, i’m feeling so blessed
that’s word to my ex and its word to my next
that’s word to my flex and it’s word to the rest
ay, swear that i ain’t ever getting no rest
yeah, f, l, and that s and it’s f-ck all the rest
yeah, don’t call me to tell me some sh-t you could text
yeah, call up the plug to see if he’s on deck, yeah
i’m still riding round with that reefer
cashing out ‘til i’m p-ssing out, still smoking that calea
fly to death, aaliyah, i like a girl that can sing
she hold me down like my team, but she will not get a ring, oh no no no no
head rush when the drugs h-t like oh oh oh yeah
[hook]
rocking all black, that kodak
hit a pocket like “where my phone at?”
nicotine make my throat itch, this feel right like a throwback
she got the p-ssy, i’m on that
i get the p-ssy, i own that
hit the gas, can’t slow that
brought the gas, let’s roll that
[outro]
‘bout the cash lets blow that
‘bout the cash like birdman
i can’t f-ck with the girl if she ‘bout the bag, no hermes
this sh-t my sermon, my shows is where church is
yo b-tch a turkey, got chicken like church’s, yeah
Random Lyrics
- dsp - estipest lyrics
- אמיר ובן - echo - אקו - amir veben lyrics
- nwanda - bem, bem lyrics
- londrelle - forgiveness (meditation) lyrics
- familiar - waste your time lyrics
- monster truck - evolution lyrics
- pizzagang - smoking cypher lyrics
- zuhri. - interlude. lyrics
- the troubleneck brothers - trouble wreck lyrics
- james drew - 5ive lyrics