Kodak Black – Broward Paradise

[Intro: Kodak Black]
Aye look I’m a take it back a lil’ piece
I’m still a young nigga, I’m still a jitter bird
I’m talkin’ about way back when Clemon used to ride through the ‘jects

[Hook: Kodak Black]
I’m talkin’ hot sausage and pickled eggs
Back in the day, everybody wanna be like chicken man
Back in the day, I growed I said I been a man
I’m 18 now but my ole’ girl she think I’m still a kid

[Verse 1: Kodak Black]
I’m slangin’ K, yea I be dealin’ shit and stealin’ shit
Back in the day, I was a fool and I was ignorant
I’m not a killer, but my nigga they on that killer shit
I’m ’bout my skrilla, I be dealin’ just like a dealership
I mean wit’ that fire, but my lil’ dawg he make your street rock
Rap don’t pop, I’m in the kitchen whippin’ heat rock
Back in the day, I’m talkin’ Dickey with my Reebok
I’m on a jigga, and I’m swingin’ like it’s sea salt
I hit the news, I hit the news, I hit the news again
My mama warned me, that’s this was what the streets gonna do to me
I’m from the No, I go hit a lick on a dirtbike
Right on a stroll, the plug just fronted me a dirtbike

[Hook: Kodak Black]
I’m talkin’ hot sausage and pickled eggs
Back in the day, everybody wanna be like chicken man
Back in the day, I growed I said I been a man
I’m 18 now but my ole’ girl she think I’m still a kid
I’m talkin’ hot sausage and pickled eggs
Back in the day, everybody wanna be like chicken man
Back in the day, I growed I said I been a man
I’m 18 now but my ole’ girl she think I’m still a kid

[Verse 2: Jackboy]
Back in the days, I was on the Ugly Corner
Trynna stack a pretty penny late night sellin’ zona
Graduated from the streets but I ain’t got a diploma
Been a little soldier hittin’ licks around the ‘Nolia
In and out of stolen cars, ridin’ with Lil’ soya
Had the coke no cola makin’ stretch with the soda
Be a soul jumped behind us hit the gas, crash the ‘Yota
If JJ’s phone calls, mama sayin’ boy I told you
Back in the day, them hoes left me on my own
Pullin’ ’em now, won’t quit callin’ my phone
Dawg all of these bitches, Lil’ Jackboy just want his bone
Don’t wanna fuck in the car, made her ass walk home

[Hook: Kodak Black]
I’m talkin’ hot sausage and pickled eggs
Back in the day, everybody wanna be like chicken man
Back in the day, I growed I said I been a man
I’m 18 now but my ole’ girl she think I’m still a kid
I’m talkin’ hot sausage and pickled eggs
Back in the day, everybody wanna be like chicken man
Back in the day, I growed I said I been a man
I’m 18 now but my ole’ girl she think I’m still a kid

[Verse 3: John Wicks]
Back in the days, I was the runner, was the gunner man
Back in the days, you couldn’t chill on the corner then
Back in the days, was one on ones, ain’t no jumpin’ in
Back in the days, my mama told me ain’t no funny shit
Broke get a job, they helped the family cause we strugglin’ yea
Back in the days, my mama told me get that money
So I stopped sellin’ reefer
I’m kickin’ doors and robbin’ corner stores
I’m John Wicks baby, you know me I’ll let that hammer go
Back in the days, I ain’t have shit but now I’m stuntin’ though
They wasn’t fuckin’ with me, but now today I got a ton of hoes
They lovin’ my style, I’m Wick got mouth full of golds
No central air but now I’m iced out like a eskimo

[Hook: Kodak Black]
I’m talkin’ hot sausage and pickled eggs
Back in the day, everybody wanna be like chicken man
Back in the day, I growed I said I been a man
I’m 18 now but my ole’ girl she think I’m still a kid
I’m talkin’ hot sausage and pickled eggs
Back in the day, everybody wanna be like chicken man
Back in the day, I growed I said I been a man
I’m 18 now but my ole’ girl she think I’m still a kid

Kodak Black – Broward Paradise (feat. Jackboy & John Wicks)

[Intro: Kodak Black]
Aye look I’m a take it back a lil’ piece
I’m still a young nigga, I’m still a jitter bird
I’m talkin’ about way back when Clemon used to ride through the ‘jects

[Hook: Kodak Black]
I’m talkin’ hot sausage and pickled eggs
Back in the day, everybody wanna be like chicken man
Back in the day, I growed I said I been a man
I’m 18 now but my ole’ girl she think I’m still a kid

[Verse 1: Kodak Black]
I’m slangin’ K, yea I be dealin’ shit and stealin’ shit
Back in the day, I was a fool and I was ignorant
I’m not a killer, but my nigga they on that killer shit
I’m ’bout my skrilla, I be dealin’ just like a dealership
I mean wit’ that fire, but my lil’ dawg he make your street rock
Rap don’t pop, I’m in the kitchen whippin’ heat rock
Back in the day, I’m talkin’ Dickey with my Reebok
I’m on a jigga, and I’m swingin’ like it’s sea salt
I hit the news, I hit the news, I hit the news again
My mama warned me, that’s this was what the streets gonna do to me
I’m from the No, I go hit a lick on a dirtbike
Right on a stroll, [?] just fronted me a dirtbike

[Hook: Kodak Black]
I’m talkin’ hot sausage and pickled eggs
Back in the day, everybody wanna be like chicken man
Back in the day, I growed I said I been a man
I’m 18 now but my ole’ girl she think I’m still a kid
I’m talkin’ hot sausage and pickled eggs
Back in the day, everybody wanna be like chicken man
Back in the day, I growed I said I been a man
I’m 18 now but my ole’ girl she think I’m still a kid

[Verse 2: Jackboy]
Back in the days, I was on the Ugly Corner
Trynna stack a pretty penny late night sellin’ zona
Graduated from the streets but I ain’t got a diploma
[?] soldier hittin’ licks around the ‘Nolia
In and out of stolen cars, ridin’ with Lil’ soya
Had the coke no cola makin’ stretch with the soda
Be a soul jumped behind us hit the gas, crash the ‘Yota
If JJ’s phone calls, mama sayin’ boy I told you
Back in the day, them hoes left me on my own
Pullin’ ’em now, won’t quit callin’ my phone
Dawg all of these bitches, Lil’ Jackboy just want his bone
Don’t wanna fuck in the car, made her ass walk home

[Hook: Kodak Black]
I’m talkin’ hot sausage and pickled eggs
Back in the day, everybody wanna be like chicken man
Back in the day, I growed I said I been a man
I’m 18 now but my ole’ girl she think I’m still a kid
I’m talkin’ hot sausage and pickled eggs
Back in the day, everybody wanna be like chicken man
Back in the day, I growed I said I been a man
I’m 18 now but my ole’ girl she think I’m still a kid

[Verse 3: John Wicks]
Back in the days, I was the runner, was the gunner man
Back in the days, you couldn’t chill on the corner then
Back in the days, was one on ones, ain’t no jumpin’ in
Back in the days, my mama told me ain’t no funny shit
Broke get a job, they helped the family cause we strugglin’ yea
Back in the days, my mama told me get that money
So I stopped sellin’ reefer
I’m kickin’ doors and robbin’ corner stores
I’m John Wicks baby, you know me I’ll let that hammer go
Back in the days, I ain’t have shit but now I’m stuntin’ though
They wasn’t fuckin’ with me, but now today I got a ton of hoes
They lovin’ my style, I’m Wick got mouth full of golds
No central air but now I’m iced out like a eskimo

[Hook: Kodak Black]
I’m talkin’ hot sausage and pickled eggs
Back in the day, everybody wanna be like chicken man
Back in the day, I growed I said I been a man
I’m 18 now but my ole’ girl she think I’m still a kid
I’m talkin’ hot sausage and pickled eggs
Back in the day, everybody wanna be like chicken man
Back in the day, I growed I said I been a man
I’m 18 now but my ole’ girl she think I’m still a kid

Kodak Black – Projectbaby (Freestyle)

[Verse 1]
Young nigga totin’ the rod
You would think a nigga fishing
Young nigga but I’m different
Young nigga..
I came from rags to riches
Young nigga, yea I’m different
I came from rags to riches
I came from rags to riches, video vixen bitches
And I’m shifting
And I’m drifting
Yea I got the [?], I got the stick on me right now catch a pussy nigga slippin’
He like [?] dripping blood
That’s my brother, John Wicks is blood
He a sniper but he be like call me papi
Nigga my nigga just caught a elbow, call him Rocky
Rocky Balboa
I’m goin’ hard in the paint, I’m goin’ hard in the Range
Just bought another Range
I just bought my brother a lil’ train
I just bought my brother a lil’ train, yea
Cuz it’s Christmas
I ain’t never get nun for Christmas
Rocking this blue, but I ain’t crippin’
Rocking this red, but I ain’t blood
Nigga this Haiti, it’s independent
All these mollies got a nigga trippin’
All this gonorrhea got a nigga trippin’
Drop a nigga like diarrhea when he drippin’
Run up on him, then I tip him
Free lil’ flippa, I’ll run up on him then I flip him
Catch a nigga, Ima kill him
Catch a nigga, Ima hit him
Catch a lil’ nigga, Ima flip him, yea
Catch a lil’ nigga, Ima kill him, yea
Put that nigga in the dirt
Fresh to death, and I’ll killed the scene, nigga I pulled out and put it on a shirt, yea
I’m walking when I’m stepping when I’m bleeding, I might need a nurse
Keep it running
I’m walking when I’m stepping when I’m bleedng, I might need a nurse
And I’m bleeding concrete, yea
That’s all in my IV, yea
That’s all in my body, yea
Say rats don’t shit
Rats don’t shit
I’m in this shit for a living
I’m in this shit for longevity
I’m on this shit for long term
I’m on this shit for longevity
Shoutout [?]
And I’m smoking, eating edibles
Smoking cookies and I’m eating edibles
I eat her lil’ pussy cuz that is so edible
They knock him off if I tell them too
They knock him off if I say so
Young nigga I got pesos
Play with that pussy but not with your heart
Play with that pussy like clay dough
Play with that pussy like Play-Doh
I just want it more like Klay though
My nigga they kill if I tell to
My nigga they kill you if I tell ’em to
My nigga they kill you if I say so
They knock you off if I tell ’em too
I was selling them slabs on the avenue
I was selling the slabs on the block dawg
1800 that’s my block dawg
Get your block knocked off, yea
I’m freestyling right now, this shit right here off the top
This shit right here off the top dawg
This shit right here off the top, yah
This shit is right off from my noggin
Then I just licking the coffee
I woke up, I’m licking the coffee
Lick the coffee off from off my hand
Lick the coffee right up off my hand
Lick the coffee, yea
I lick the coffee like molly san tan
Lick the coffee, molly san tan
Lick the coffee right up off my hand
Lick the coffee right up off my hand
Wake up and I smell the cheddar, yea
Got out of jail and now I’m back and I’m better
I’m better than ever, I’m better than ever, ya man
Sticks in the trunk, I’m feeling like an elephant
I feel like an elephant
All this Haitian [?], I be looking like a red man
[?]
Ain’t doin’ no stressing man
Yea, I’m the reverend
Yea, I’m the reverend
On the court, in these streets like fuck the judge
I’m on the court in these streets like fuck the jury
I came up snatching jewelry
Came up off of snatchin’ jewelry
Now I be baggin’ niggas
Now I be wackin’ niggas
Straight up toe tag a nigga
I ain’t never had a daddy nigga
I ain’t never had no pops, yea
I ain’t never had no heart, yea
Nigga, I’ll slay my pops
Nigga I’ll kill my dawg
Nigga I’ll kill your daughter, yea
Nigga I’ll kill your mama them
Yea, yea, yea nigga you better go and tell your uncle them
Yea, lil’ Kodak I’m from the projects
Yea, lil’ Kodak I’m a got damn zombie
Lil’ Kodak I’m a got damn zombie
Lil’ Kodak I’m a got damn zombie
Nigga I’m a grim reaper
I never learned my lesson, somebody didn’t need a teacher
Fuck the school yea, and fuck the teacher
Young nigga, yea I got paper
You’ll need a damn calculator
Just to match up this cheddar yea
So you can match up this cheddar yea
So you can match up this cheddar yea
Flyer than a desert eagle, and I’m totin’ Beretta’s yea
And I’m dancing with the devil, yea
Dreads in my head, yea they be looking like devil horns