Syko Bob - Black Hole lyrics

[Verse 1: Kodak Black] I never had a job, I put the Drac' to work Only way you'll kill me is if you sell me a fake perc' Sliding through Lake Worth, bendin' and politickin' Trying to stay out the hood, but I love me some Broward b*tches Skeletons in my closet, gunpowder in my dreads Back and forth with the dead, that's how I got to play it And I got heavy motion, geekin' and pistol totin' I just be cut-throatin', pussy getting bust open [Verse 2: SnapKatt] [Verse 3: Kodak Black] Ayy, ni**as know what's up, heavy smoke, horse breath Soon as we get the drop, we right at your doorstep Yeah, that murder for the low, everybody know I deal in death I be higher than a crow, everybody know I'm smoking meth The Bentley bendin' through the Dell, on missions, bendin' by myself I went and got too many M's, I can't be hitting b*tches bare I don't need a scale, if sh*t don't add up, I can tell Me and Syk' ni**as for life, until I die, it's NFL, yeah Ain't no way a ni**a play that's really rare I've been scopin' for a week for ADT, I'ma get in there Pussy ni**a what? You say it's up? Then get me there I do my dog, top shotta, big revolver catch the shells [Verse 4: Syko Bob]