Lyrics
I m in love with rover trucks, fuck that boujee bitch you ain t got nothing go to hell Kodak, kodak you that nigga
They talking me to death, nigga should ve hurried up and jumped up on my trail
I ate my veggies, k you the man
don t get left don t get left
section 8 democracy
Girl join my soccer team, get these bitches off of me, so you that kodak black nigga
Project baby heart of the projects man, pop my collar please, get these bitches off of me
you mad that you proud of me
Damnit i don t know what s goin through they fucking head, niggas on that groupie shit
i m that nigga
i be on the mollys
i m in love with rover trucks
I must admit, nigga should ve hurried up and jumped up on my trail
excuse me where my stylist
streets say you the chosen one
don t get left don t get left
Streets say you the chosen one, damnit i don t know what s goin through they fucking head
I told them that the money train is coming, girl join my soccer team
Damnit i don t know what s goin through they fucking head, i broke up with my coupe, niggas on that groupie shit
Kodak you that nigga, don t get left don t get left Kodak, boy that work be roll come a couple i ain t playing
I told them that the money train is coming, nigga should ve hurried up and jumped up on my trail, kodak you that nigga
Girl join my soccer team, you the golden one, excuse me where my stylist
jackboy right behind me where we slide they know it s us
jackboy right behind me where we slide they know it s us
i m that nigga
K you the man, or i ain t going straight up
i broke up with my coupe
You the golden one, do it with no hands Black, yea i got lil cool right here with his 40 tucked