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kodak black – back lyrics

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[intro]
i’m from the projects
so ima give it to you like the projects
1k

[hook]
aye
i be rapping i be trafficking
it lil kodak i be flashing the bands
if you owe me i’m on your a++ for the bread
because i’m trynna go from rags to rich
young n+++a you be snapping man
steady chasing paper i be after it
its whatever i ain’t with the cappin’ man
i just blew that money ran it back up again

[verse 1 ]
i’m in the club got the racks in my pants
you think i fell off, well i’m back up again
in the trap got the slabs in the soup can
i just hit your boo now i’m smashing her friend
i be rolling up the herb like a rasta
i just pour up the syrup in my fanta
n+++a you a liar, you a imposter
i’m smoking ganja, you smoking that flocka
no more mac and cheese order up the pasta
runnin thru your city boy i was a robber
i had to come up cause you know i stayed down
project baby i wasn’t in the f++ing playground
[hook]
i be rapping i be trafficking
it lil kodak i be flashing the bands
if you owe me i’m on your a++ for the bread
because i’m trynna go from rags to rich
young n+++a you be snapping man
steady chasing paper i be after it
its whatever i ain’t with the cappin’ man
i just blew that money ran it back up again

[verse 2 ]
if there ain’t no dollars, ain’t no motherf++ing deal
when i’m sliding i be riding with the steel
n+++a when i’m rolling, i be rolling off a pill
yup i’m that lil n+++a you can call me lil bill
on the road back and forth like i’m playing ping pong
you a rapper but your girl got me as a ringtone
posted on the ugly corner with my rees on
n+++a playing foul had to shoot the free throw
she said kodak you be swagging
park the jag, then i pulled up in a aston
i’m bout to hit the dentist and go back in
you ain’t nothing but a duck i call you dapphy

[hook]
i be rapping i be trafficking
it lil kodak i be flashing the bands
if you owe me i’m on your a++ for the bread
because i’m trynna move from rags to rich
young n+++a you be snapping bands
steady chasing paper i be after it
its whatever i ain’t with the [??]
i just blew that money ran it back up again



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