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Bounty
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Kodak Black
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Zombie land, taliban man Pompanola sh*t man, yeah man N***a know what it is man I ain’t playin' with no n***a Yeah man, ayy (Vince, pull up to the stu' man) Uh I’m on fifth ave flippin' stones and trees, post up and sold [?] I’m trippin', grippin', booted up out my mind, Glock fallin' down my knees Get down on yo' knees, fulfill my wants and needs, tricks up my sleeve Uh, I got that Tec in here, rappin' gon' take me there But until then, I keep sellin' these P’s Pocket full of G’s, but I’m bangin' Z’s Rap don’t work then it’s back to sellin' keys Never slippin', buy a choppa overseas Perky got me itchin', just like I got fleas I got straight Zombieland 'round me Yo? What’s on his head, we gon' collect that bounty I was so stuck in them trenches and jumpin' them fences This rappin' sh*t found me Them n***as f**k up my energy, they tryna doubt me, don’t want 'em around me How you think I got them racks, I’m straight finessin' Spin a ben, SRT, you hear the engine Wambino with it, I ain’t have to check in Big a** 308, it’s rippin' through intestines It’s Givenchy [?], oh Booted off of perkies when I’m divin' in her Buss down Cuban link, it make it feel like winter When it’s time to murder, I get sentimental Uh, I’m so gentle with her, don’t know I’ma [?] her Skeeted in her, told her “It was accidental” Don’t give me my flowers or give no cred' Them n***as gettin' bodies, we dead Man, free Baby since a lil cat boy Spinnin' and splash, Cody turned to a pig Them crackers put a band on my leg, got a bag on my head I don’t know what I did? I’m spinnin' and rappin' and smackin' and trappin' At the same time, I’m duckin' the feds L.O.E. Shimmy my n***a, I say he a hitta, so don’t let the braces fool you Shot a n***a in Pompano, landed in Cali, already, they think I do Voodoo I’m rockin' the SG sock with the Yeezy slides, I’m zoolin' as usual Don’t let these b*t*hes use you N***as and b*t*hes, they just wanna use you I kept it goin', uploadin' on YouTube B*t*h, I don’t owe you, don’t know you at all Ain’t no leechin', n***a, get you a job Broke as f**k, I used to sit on the block Dead broke, I was gettin' impatient Capagold, I made plenty n***as change it Lemme hold some' or b*t*h, I’ma take it F**k the opps, I’ll drop my location Better not pull up on me with no pistol Black ops, hundred round, quick shoot, missile Hundred round, ten seconds, hundred round, ten seconds Hundred round, ten seconds, popped a hundred percs, n***a Ten percs in ten minutes I’m on fifth ave flippin' stones and trees, post up and sold [?] I’m trippin', grippin', booted up out my mind, Glock fallin' down my knees Get down on yo' knees, fulfill my wants and needs, tricks up my sleeve Uh, I got that Tec in here, rappin' gon' take me there But until then, I keep sellin' these P’s Pocket full of G’s, but I’m bangin' Z’s Rap don’t work then it’s back to sellin' keys Never slippin', by a choppa overseas Perky got me itchin', just like I got fleas I got straight Zombieland 'round me Yo? What’s on his head, we gon' collect that bounty I was so stuck in them trenches and jumpin' them fences This rappin' sh*t found me
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