Biography:
Bill K. Kapri, (born June 11, 1997), better known by his stage name Kodak Black, is an American rapper from Pompano Beach, Florida, United States. He burst onto the scene at a young age when his single "No Flockin" made the rounds in 2014. He eventually released his breakthrough commercial mixtape, Lil Big Pac, in 2016. His debut album, Painting Pictures, released in 2017, with the single "Tunnel Vision", which reached the top 10 of the Billboard Hot 100.
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[Intro: Kodak Black]
D
Off the head, shit, you know what I'm saying
A
Glee, brr, off the dome, man, I'm in, ayy
[Verse 1: Kodak Black]
D A
22 hours locked down, ain't shit to do but think
D A
I remember like it was yesterday, was drinkin' out the sink
D A
I'm sittin' back plottin', I'm just sittin' back vibin'
D A
A nigga can't complain, I had to use my time wisely
D A
I'm sleepin' in a dorm, but they ain't send me off to college
D A
I still got money buried from that lick I hit in Raleigh
D A
I'm book-smart but the streets gave me all my knowledge
D A
So there ain't nun' for you when you comin' out the projects
D A
So there ain't nun' for you when you comin' out the slum
D A
A mouth full of gold teeth, they think a nigga dumb
D A
I got a head full of dreads, think a nigga illiterate
D A
But I know when I go to talk, a nigga'll reconsider it
D
I know you niggas just tryna benefit
D
I ain't fuckin' with you a little bit
A
I ain't fuckin' with you at all
D
I ain't fuckin' with you at all
A D
I was sellin' weed in middle school, just meet me in the halls
A D
Right now I'm goin' in, but I was just behind the wall
A D
This jail got me thinkin', I feel like everybody flawed
A D
I got too much to lose, but I'll still go at a nigga jaw
A D
I'm down for the count, I'm never down for the cause
A D
I made a million dollars off of shows and goin' hard
[Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
A D
I love money, I can't go back to the bottom 'cause I
A D
Hate it at the bottom, try to stop thinking about it
A D
But, I'm reminiscing, yeah
A
I'm reminiscing, yeah
D A D
Fuck your problems, it's too late to tell me sorry
A D
I pulled up in a 'rari, it don't come with no apologies
A D
I'm reminiscing, yeah
A
I'm reminiscing, yeah
[Verse 2: Kodak Black]
D A D
I remember everythin', I done been through everythin'
A D
I remember who shitted on me, or who been in the paint
A D
Like Ray J, got a bitch from the Bronx givin' me brain
A D
Like Ray J, I done walked through the motherfuckin' rain
A D
Right now I done got too far to give a motherfucker a feature
A D
I'm the freshest man in high school, but I'm a motherfuckin' senior
A D
Lil' shawty want to kick it, I told her I don't play FIFA
A D
I jumped up out the Beamer, now I'm slidin' in the regal.
A D
That pussy so tight but I be tryna go deeper
A D
If she can make goulash, she a motherfuckin' keeper
A D
Reminiscin' about my niggas, reminiscin' about my homies
A D
I'm thinkin' 'bout my niggas, I'm thinkin' 'bout my whoadies
A D
I don't fuck with Fooly no more but I still fuck with Cody
A D
Got a booger in my nose, A Boogie on the chorus
A D
A young nigga, I jumped off the porch, run Forrest
A D
I'll lose it about that money, I'll go dumb for it
A D
I'm workin' like a Mexican, fuck around and get deported
A D
I bought my mama a crib, thirty clip in my forty
A D
She said that my baby, I told that bih let's go to Maury
A D
Lame niggas get extorted, if it ain't foreign then it's borin'
[Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
A D
I love money, I can't go back to the bottom 'cause I
A D
Hate it at the bottom, try to stop thinking about it
A D
But, I'm reminiscing, yeah
A
I'm reminiscing, yeah
D A D
Fuck your problems, it's too late to tell me sorry
A D
I pulled up in a 'rari, it don't come with no apologies
A D
I'm reminiscing, yeah
A
I'm reminiscing, yeah
D
Off the head, shit, you know what I'm saying
A
Glee, brr, off the dome, man, I'm in, ayy
[Verse 1: Kodak Black]
D A
22 hours locked down, ain't shit to do but think
D A
I remember like it was yesterday, was drinkin' out the sink
D A
I'm sittin' back plottin', I'm just sittin' back vibin'
D A
A nigga can't complain, I had to use my time wisely
D A
I'm sleepin' in a dorm, but they ain't send me off to college
D A
I still got money buried from that lick I hit in Raleigh
D A
I'm book-smart but the streets gave me all my knowledge
D A
So there ain't nun' for you when you comin' out the projects
D A
So there ain't nun' for you when you comin' out the slum
D A
A mouth full of gold teeth, they think a nigga dumb
D A
I got a head full of dreads, think a nigga illiterate
D A
But I know when I go to talk, a nigga'll reconsider it
D
I know you niggas just tryna benefit
D
I ain't fuckin' with you a little bit
A
I ain't fuckin' with you at all
D
I ain't fuckin' with you at all
A D
I was sellin' weed in middle school, just meet me in the halls
A D
Right now I'm goin' in, but I was just behind the wall
A D
This jail got me thinkin', I feel like everybody flawed
A D
I got too much to lose, but I'll still go at a nigga jaw
A D
I'm down for the count, I'm never down for the cause
A D
I made a million dollars off of shows and goin' hard
[Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
A D
I love money, I can't go back to the bottom 'cause I
A D
Hate it at the bottom, try to stop thinking about it
A D
But, I'm reminiscing, yeah
A
I'm reminiscing, yeah
D A D
Fuck your problems, it's too late to tell me sorry
A D
I pulled up in a 'rari, it don't come with no apologies
A D
I'm reminiscing, yeah
A
I'm reminiscing, yeah
[Verse 2: Kodak Black]
D A D
I remember everythin', I done been through everythin'
A D
I remember who shitted on me, or who been in the paint
A D
Like Ray J, got a bitch from the Bronx givin' me brain
A D
Like Ray J, I done walked through the motherfuckin' rain
A D
Right now I done got too far to give a motherfucker a feature
A D
I'm the freshest man in high school, but I'm a motherfuckin' senior
A D
Lil' shawty want to kick it, I told her I don't play FIFA
A D
I jumped up out the Beamer, now I'm slidin' in the regal.
A D
That pussy so tight but I be tryna go deeper
A D
If she can make goulash, she a motherfuckin' keeper
A D
Reminiscin' about my niggas, reminiscin' about my homies
A D
I'm thinkin' 'bout my niggas, I'm thinkin' 'bout my whoadies
A D
I don't fuck with Fooly no more but I still fuck with Cody
A D
Got a booger in my nose, A Boogie on the chorus
A D
A young nigga, I jumped off the porch, run Forrest
A D
I'll lose it about that money, I'll go dumb for it
A D
I'm workin' like a Mexican, fuck around and get deported
A D
I bought my mama a crib, thirty clip in my forty
A D
She said that my baby, I told that bih let's go to Maury
A D
Lame niggas get extorted, if it ain't foreign then it's borin'
[Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
A D
I love money, I can't go back to the bottom 'cause I
A D
Hate it at the bottom, try to stop thinking about it
A D
But, I'm reminiscing, yeah
A
I'm reminiscing, yeah
D A D
Fuck your problems, it's too late to tell me sorry
A D
I pulled up in a 'rari, it don't come with no apologies
A D
I'm reminiscing, yeah
A
I'm reminiscing, yeah
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