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Kodak Black – Lemme See Letra KodakBlackVEVO Kodak Black – Lemme See
Kodak Black – “Lemme See”
I’m on 1800 Block
Zoe boy off top, Pompano
‘Cross town, got a yacht and a Glock
Bendin’ through any hood
Yellow tags, he gon’ jugg
[?] way, what it is?
Say the time in this bitch
[?] remix, swear the wick, keep it lit
Sniper Gang, cutthroat, we the new Death Row
[?], Melrose, Browad County, let’s go
Whole hood behind me, Golden Acres, pine tree
Ugly corner, skee-yee, on the scene screamin’ glee
Say you ‘bout it, let me see, rep your hood, let me see
Z’s up, let me see, P’s down, let me see
Throw it up, let me see, let me see, let mе see
Let me see, let mе see, let me see, let me see
Fast music, 954, all the bloods died though
All the crooks rockin’ blue, say I’m for [?]
Hit the club, it’s a movie, parkin’ lot, start shootin’
Let me see, can you do it? New Patek, red ruby
Let me see you throw it back, Driftwood, where he at?
Posted up, lil’ Haiti, Haitian boy, [?]
Haitian boy, [?], new dome on chrome
West Side, East Side, back park, power hype
Wanna lay on deepside, sunrise, aight
Let me see, let me see, let me see, let me see
Let me see, let me see, let me see, let me see
Hit a lick, chopper walk, peel all the way back
Four fifth, five dog, rest in peace Haitian Pat
Cross tracks, bayou, everybody gettin’ money
Me and [?] chasin’ cards on the block, servin’ junkies
Caliou said it wasn’t happenin’, B O G, black faggot
Did a [?], keep it real, nigga play, they gettin’ killed
SG, yessir, nigga play, they gettin’ murked
SG, hell yeah, Haitian boy, ZML
Baby snipe, baby snipe, baby snipe, baby snipe
Baby snipe, baby snipe, baby snipe, baby snipe
Let me see, let me see, let me see, let me see
Let me see, let me see, let me see, let me see

You get wacked about me, Dade County, Palm Beach
Part way, Lauderdale, Haitian boy, can’t tell
[?] straight killer, yellow bitch, she from Dillard
Throw that ass in the mirror, hella Z’s in revere
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Kodak Black – Facetime Hiding [ Lyrics ] Letra Kodak Black Kodak Black – Facetime Hiding [ Lyrics ]
Chorus
Why you on FaceTime hidin’ from me?
Why you don’t turn on the lights for me?
Why don’t you shut up and ride for me?
You need to just shut up and ride for me
Why you on FaceTime hidin’ from me?
Why you don’t turn on the lights for me?
Why don’t you shut up and ride for me?
Girl, you need to shut up and ride for me
Verse 1
Free Draco, that’s my slime buddy
I was on probation still opp huntin’
Better be ready, your time comin’
Got eleven million and nine hundred
Trackhawk only a Jeep (Uh)
I keep my main niggas on beat, ‘bout them, I tear up the street
I jump out the Bentley and pour out the seal
Won her over with the word that I say
But, I murdеr with a smile on my face
Spent two-fifty on a watch today
So I guеss I got time to waste
Hop in the Wraith I smash it
This ain’t the car going off fast in
I’m a silent assassin
I be mindin’ my business but still gettin’ active

Chorus
Why you on FaceTime hidin’ from me?
Why you don’t turn on the lights for me?
Why don’t you shut up and ride for me?
You need to just shut up and ride for me
Why you on FaceTime hidin’ from me?
Why you don’t turn on the lights for me?
Why don’t you shut up and ride for me?
Girl, you need to shut up and ride for me
Verse 2
This FaceTime, girl, why you hidin’ your face?
Why don’t you shut up and do what I say?
I wanna ride, I don’t want no brakes
My baby toe fire, she ain’t got no mace
Niggas be fake, baby, I’ma need you to be the realist one on my side
This ain’t a phrase, baby
Actually, you ain’t gon’ ride, then, your ass gon’ die
Bitch, show me your face, ho
I ain’t call FaceTime just to see half your eye
Or, put up this Draco
Better not be no other niggas comin’ to your house
I’ma just give you my heart, consignment
You need to understand the assignment
Help me cope ‘cause all my folks keep dyin’
I’ma need some love to calm down my violence

Chorus
Why you on FaceTime hidin’ from me?
Why you don’t turn on the lights for me?
Why don’t you shut up and ride for me?
You need to just shut up and ride for me
Why you on FaceTime hidin’ from me?
Why you don’t turn on the lights for me?
Why don’t you shut up and ride for me?
Girl, you need to shut up and ride for me
Outro
(100% Juice)

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Kodak Black – Extra Letras feat. WizDaWizard & Wam SpinThaBin [ Lyrics Lyrics] Letra Kodak Black Kodak Black – Extra Clips
Ayy
Real stepper shit, know what I’m sayin’? Haha
(L Beats)
Shit, you know the rest, you know what I’m sayin’

Chorus: Kodak Black
Mm
Got a lot of bullets and extra clips
Pop a lot of Perkys and Ecstacy
I be ridin’ dirty, I got Tecs in the whip
I been slidin’, lurkin’, tryna catch me a bitch
If I’m posted in the club, it’s too much pistols in this bitch
I don’t throw money in the club, I shoot a nigga in this bitch
Ain’t beefin’ wit’ nobody if we ain’t tryna kill each other
I’m so bored, I won’t invite her, I’ve been tryna catch another
Got a lot of bullets and extra clips
Pop a lot of Perkys and Ecstacy
I be ridin’ dirty, I got Tecs in the whip
I been slidin’, lurkin’, tryna catch me a bitch
If I’m posted in the club, it’s too much pistols in this bitch
I don’t throw money in the club, I shoot a nigga in this bitch
Ain’t beefin’ wit’ nobody if we ain’t tryna kill each other
I’m so bored, I won’t invite her, I’ve been tryna catch another
Verse 1: WizDaWizard
I’m hangin’ out the fin, I just bought another cutter (Grah)
If I catch him loafin’, send that boy to his brother (His brother)
I got on all my ice and not many fuck niggas gon’ touch me (Gon’ touch me)
A dozen shots up in this bitch, my young niggas gon’ buss it (Bah, bah, bah, bah)
A thousand shots up in this bitch, this shit hit, can get ugly (Grah)
DOA, broad day, Mikey got hit with a dozen (A dozen)
Better ask my opps, “I can’t get you? I kill your cousin” (Deadass)
And we spin they blocks with Glocks and chop’s, they don’t do nothin’ (Pussy)
No more kickin’ doors, I got that shit on me (On me)
I was just fightin’ the case, now I want ten for the fee (I beat that)
He want four Percs, shit, fuck it, I need three
I ain’t with all that talkin’, I be layin’ right where you sleep (God)

Chorus: Kodak Black
Got a lot of bullets and extra clips
Pop a lot of Perkys and Ecstacy
I be ridin’ dirty, I got Tecs in the whip
I been slidin’, lurkin’, tryna catch me a bitch
If I’m posted in the club, it’s too much pistols in this bitch
I don’t throw money in the club, I shoot a nigga in this bitch
Ain’t beefin’ wit’ nobody if we ain’t tryna kill each other
I’m so bored, I won’t invite her, I’ve been tryna catch another
Got a lot of bullets and extra clips
Pop a lot of Perkys and Ecstacy
I be ridin’ dirty, I got Tecs in the whip
I been slidin’, lurkin’, tryna catch me a bitch
If I’m posted in the club, it’s too much pistols in this bitch
I don’t throw money in the club, I shoot a nigga in this bitch
Ain’t beefin’ wit’ nobody if we ain’t tryna kill each other
I’m so bored, I won’t invite her, I’ve been tryna catch another
Verse 2: Wam SpinThaBin
I just caught a body, now I wanna catch me another one
I just peeped the real niggas’ pussy, they ain’t on nothin’ (Ain’t on nothin’)
The way I slant this K, you would think I’m from the A
?, let it spray, AR hit, ain’t no discussion
Brother ? them soldiers know them choppers ?
They know I’m a threat, spin the Benz and I won’t leave a trace
He ain’t get to hit AR ?, felt it through his face
We don’t do no .556s, only .308s
This a SRT, so when I hit the gas, it torque
Two thousand, baby, fell in love with drank and poppin’ Perc
The streets, they for the Gs and if you scared, then go to church
Bitch, I’m really shiesty, might just spin the wake and flood the hearse, nigga

Chorus: Kodak Black
Got a lot of bullets and extra clips
Pop a lot of Perkys and Ecstacy
I be ridin’ dirty, I got Tecs in the whip
I been slidin’, lurkin’, tryna catch me a bitch
If I’m posted in the club, it’s too much pistols in this bitch
I don’t throw money in the club, I shoot a nigga in this bitch
Ain’t beefin’ wit’ nobody if you ain’t tryna kill each other
I’m so bored, I won’t invite her, I’ve been tryna catch another

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