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Kodak Black
Kodak Black
Vocals
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Dyryk
Dyryk
Songwriter
Derek Garcia
Derek Garcia
Songwriter
Dieuson Octave
Dieuson Octave
Songwriter
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Dyryk
Dyryk
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Lyrics

First day out Gave my mama hundred racks And bought a iced-out AP watch And bought a Cuban links just to match it That wasn't voodoo, that wasn't magic Nigga be cappin', I just be laughin' That was God, nigga was fastin' And hidin' K2 in my mattress Smokin' Tunechi in my cell That was my twelfth time going to jail That was my second time going to hell And back for real but I prevail Canary yellow diamonds in my braces Same color as my lady 'Bout to hit her with no Jimmy Mack And go have her a baby 'Bout to hit her with no Jimmy Have her walkin' like a penguin Still finessin', still be poppin' frogs [?] And a brand new two-door Wraith I coulda bought it but I just rent it Got a brand new big old chain Got so much sauce I don't need no pendant Paintin' pictures when I be spendin' I'm poppin' [?] on all these women It's my birthday, just turned 20 And I just went to go see the dentist Put some stones all in my gold Know you niggas thought I was gone Know you niggas thought I wasn't comin' home But guess what, bitch I'm home On probation, but I still keep that chrome Crack a nigga dome (On probation but I still keep that chrome I'll crack a nigga dome) Traded my AR for a sniper, traded my Draco for a TEC Traded my Rollie for a AP but I coulda got a Patek And I coulda got a Corvette, and I coulda got me a jet And I coulda got me some sense, but I only got me some neck Traded my ex bitch for a check I'm takin' codeine with the x I wanna buy my brother the world But since I can't, I'ma get him a Lex Ay ay, I'm a Israel like my diamonds is real ice I had to sacrifice to be here, that's how I'm with you tonight I had to run down with my big Glock 9 to feed my appetite I had to go through hard times and dark times just for me to see the light Ay, I remember pourin' honey on my rice Ay, I remember havin' no money, I was livin' in shacks Ay, you got me fucked up if I'ma go out without a fight Ay, this my first day out, I'ma live it up tonight Live it up tonight This my first day out, I'ma live it up tonight Live it up tonight This my first day out, I'ma live it up tonight Live it up tonight This my first day out, I'ma live it up tonight
Writer(s): Derek Garcia, Bill Kapri Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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