Kodak Black - 201519971800 lyrics

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Kodak Black - 201519971800 lyrics

[Intro] Can I, baby? Can I, baby? Can I, baby? Can I, baby? [Verse 1] I hope you ain't nothing like my old friends Or any other women that I had I know I'm better than your ex-boyfriend Or any other n***as from the past Can I take you where I learned the game from? Show you why I act the way I act Lately, I've been on a f**ing marathon Running to the motherf**ing cash I'm liking how you make a brother laugh Can I come and get you in a Jag? Then, hit it in the backseat of the Jag Baby girl, I know you like my swag [Chorus] 'Fore I turn the lights out, tell me who the f** you want to be [Verse 2] I'm just so excited that I'm free Sometimes, it be feeling like a dream Can a young brother get some sleep? Lately, I've been working over 3 Mama told me, "Son, I never hear from you" Cook something, you don't even eat Mama, I'm just trying to make a mil' for you Put you in a condo on the beach [Chorus] 'Fore I turn the lights out, tell me who the f** you want to be [Verse 3] Why they just can't let a n***a be? I've been busy, I've been doing me Have you thinking I've been with the Zoe pound Me and all my n***as come in deep On the ground, young ten toes down I can put a n***a on his feet I caught the Audi, then I ran the check up And, I ain't even been out here a week Got my shooter playing hide and seek Just in case you n***as try and creep Everybody wanna be your friend now Better watch the company you keep Everybody got they f**ing hand out See you eating now they want a piece Oh, that's Kodak Black, I've been hearing bout' He the hottest n***a in the streets If you love me, love a n***a deep When you see me, what you really see? To everybody else, I was a sour guy But, I be treating you a little sweet I'm so close to showing her my real side Show this girl another side of me I think we've been getting along real fine You love it when I hit it on the beach I've been working hard, ain't got no spare time I can't even party on the week I'm just trying to see where your head at When you grow up, what you wanna be? Run up on a n***a, where the bread at? I be going ham for the cheese I just wanna see all of my n***as home They can't wait to get back on the streets I just talked to Jackboy on collect phone He told me he ain't trying to take the plea [Outro] For my n***as, I'll swim across the sea