Kodak Black - Fall thru lyrics

20-year-old Kodak Black, real name is Dieuson Octave was arrested last night after an incident at his Pembroke Pines- Rapper Kodak Black locked On parole right now And is unclear at this hour what’s gonna happen with Kodak Black. (Kodak Black – Fall thru) You my girl, you my shorty If I call on you, know you fallin’ through shortly I wanna be down with you, baby, like you are me I wanna be down with you, baby, like you owe me Is you makin’ time for me, baby, like my Rollie? I want you to ride for me, baby, like my woadies. And I goin’ lie, I can’t even focus Lately I been stackin’ all this paper like it’s [?] Sniper Gang ’till I die, n***a, I ain’t gonna forfeit She just want for me to come and paint her like a portrait She just want for me to put her up like she a trophy Sellin’ white girl, sellin’ So, call it Sophie Runnin’ game like it’s poetry Young n***a chargin’ to the game like a mophie She FaceTimein’ with a mean mug Took her out a Punch Buggy, put her in a Beamer My b***h name Tina but she bad like she Trina I’m doin’ me, drinkin’ Tequila, smokin’ sativa I make time cause you my baby Just like I’m bustin’ out of AV I make time cause you my baby Feel like I’m bustin’ out of AV Feel like I’m bustin’ out of AP Keep me on hard You make me go the hardest Don’t matter I fall Pull up when you call me When I’m behind bars, I be facin’ charges You the one I call, cause you keep it solid You know I’m a catch you when you fallin’ Remember I used to have you in the projects You gone fall through just like it’s August So I’ma pick up when you call me You the reason I ain’t go insane yet You the reason I ain’t lose my brain yet You the reason I don’t stay insane I’m poppin’ out wit’ you to hide the pain I’m poppin’ out wit’ you to hide the shame I never need a pill for the pain You gon’ fall through so I’ll a make sure that you flyer than a plane You gon’ fall through so I make sure that you main squeeze I had to make sure you my main thing You gon’ fall through so I pick up when you ring me Late nights in the Nolia Flexin’ in a Jag, hittin’ licks in a ‘Yota That’s the only reason that I had the ‘Yota She was f**in’ with me, I was with her way before her When I was kicking doors and I was whippin’ up the soda Whippin’ up the soda, you can call me Coca-Cola She my soda You my girl, you my shorty If I call you know you fallin’ through shortly You gonna pull up like the Marshalls Sniper Gang land on a n***a with binoculars Pullin’ up like on holiday we sittin’ with the chopper Holiday season we gon’ ball like its Hanukkah I’m married to this s**t so sit back and get comfortable Mama call me Bill cause we livin’ like the Huxtable I just wanna be down, wanna be down like you owe me. Make time like you my Rollie Is you gonna ride like my woadieee.