Kodak Black – Bill And Jill Lyrics

Alright, I got, I know how I’mma start this
Yeah, when we link up, man, we legendary

They be hatin’, they be lyin’ on me, too
Got a tiger and a lion on me, too
All this Gucci got me lookin’ like a zoo
All this water like I’m divin’ in a pool
Yeah, all this jewelry, swear to God that I’m a jewel
They want me stuck back in the projects like I’m glue
I be slidin’ with my 5 ’cause I’m too cool
I put your head right on a platter, now you food
She said if I don’t keep bein’ lit, she swear it’s over
She told me if I stop bein’ rich, she swear it’s over
My nigga be jellin’, he be hatin’, and I know it
He ain’t never tell me, he don’t say it, but he show it
Dyryk, don’t you stop the beat, my nigga, keep goin’
Dyryk, don’t you stop the beat on me, just keep recordin’
I’m finanglin’ and wanglin’, finessin’ gettin’ boring
Bought my mom a new three story ’cause we made it out the storm
We got chefs now, doin’ better now, feelin’ warm
Bought my mom two billy goats, but we gon’ eat it if we starvin’
Take a shit right out the door, ’cause I can, and this my yard
Perpendicular my perimeter, all these acres like a farm
And I’ll be honest, I’m the G.O.A.T., I was born right in the barn
Woke up feelin’ like it, dropped 100 on the Audemars
Cash for gold, I got a pot gold, look like leprechaun
I be hittin’, hidin’, run up, nigga, on Barry Bonds
Bombs of a badass, Sniper Gang Taliban
Ain’t never had no damn dad, just my brother and my mom
Bringin’ tears to her eyes, I make her cry like it’s fun
I threw away my life a thousand times, but not no more, it’s done
I’m out here packin’ out on Valentine’s, I’m thuggin’ ’cause it’s fun
Make yo’ daughter cry on Valentine’s, that lovin’ shit be dumb
I’m a cowboy for real, my momma call me Bill
Bought her a new crib with a shark and a eel
Look at all the trill, I’m spreadin’ Gonorrhea
I was shittin’ on the last year, now I diarrhea
All this ice around my wrist, I got the chill
That’s why I bought this ice, it’s just so I could chill
She be barfin’ on my dick, I be like “Ew”
I need a heart transplant so I could feel
I drop diamonds on my ear so I could hear
She be gobblin’ on my dick just like a meal
I dropped six thousand on my pupils, now my vision clear
Fuck Bonnie and Clyde, she say if I’m Bill, then she Jill
On a pill, holdin’ on a seal
On a pill, rollin’ off a pill
I’m on a pill, I need Xans for real
You turn me on, I love them sexy heels
I’m a grim reaper, make a pussy nigga pay a due
Before I was on BET, I already made the news
I’m pullin’ tricks, brick go ka-poof like Houdini, who
I be swaggin’, you think I know magic, you think I do voodoo
More stripes than Adidas, I ain’t human, I’m a creature
My brother, he a Z, that’s my zebra
And we havin’ more stripes than Adidas
Fuck the money, nigga, if I don’t like you, we can’t do no features
Fuck the teacher, I be breakin’ rules
Fuck the teacher, they kicked me outta school
Jumped out on that fu, then I peeled off in a coupe
Paint the color orange, so I peel off like a fruit
All the money look like soup, I be gettin’ to the stew
Valentine’s Day, but I don’t love you, April Fool’s
Banana clip on my pack, so I be Bathing Ape
I’m a monkey, got me swingin’ with my tool, goin’ orangutan

Kodak Black – Call You Lyrics

Ayy, Ben, I always call you when I need a hit, man
I call you when I need to roll one
I call you when I need to roll one
You call me when you need to hold something

[Verse 1]
You only call me when you need a loan
And I’m only talkin’ murder on my other phone
She be right here like she posted
And I’m havin’ ruffles on my shoulder
You know I love to shine, so my gun plated gold
[?] high, got me on my tippy toes
I’m already zombie, I ain’t gotta sell my soul, baby
Own a mansion, now my last home done got old
I be totin’ pole, I’m pourin’ a four, I’m rollin’ mold
Flyin’ [?], nigga be flyin’ cold
And I’m takin’ money with the dope now
I promise I’m a junkie on the dope now
Takin’ Molly got me takin’ souls
Takin’ Molly fucked me up, I know
I know I’m a zombie on Earth, I’m a [?]
And I’m bringin’ hell on Earth for these hoes
Put my heaven on Earth for my whole baby
I love my old girl, I love my old lady
Lookin’ in my rear view, I ain’t paranoid, I’m on point
In the club, twenty on my legs, but I’m [?]
She said, “Kodak, is you flyer than my nigga?” uh huh
Police asked if I know what happened to that nigga, uh uh
They like, “Really, it ain’t none of your goddamn business?” noneya
You niggas got the same drip, I’m drippin’ custom
Kill a nigga broad daylight just for custom
Kill a nigga right in public ’bout my brothers
I don’t play no games, you could miss me with the fun
‘Cause I got a AR-15 in the trunk
Lil’ nigga, but I beat it like I’m puntin’
I parked the Wraith, then I pulled up in a [?]
Sniper Gang Taliban, I’m a dog, yeah
Remember hittin’ stores, hidin’ in a [?], yeah
Jump out with my orange ski mask like I’m pumpkin
I run out on you faggot ass niggas, y’all be punkin’
Even though I’m little, I be makin’ big boy moves
They know that I’m little, so I got a lot to prove
I done transformed from that nigga to that [?]
Talkin’ ’bout that I’m gon’ need you on the [?]

[Verse 2]
Talkin’ ’bout that I’m ‘gon need you on a T-shirt
That money talk, you niggas teeth hurt
I’m gon’ need you on a T-shirt, yeah
Molly pink on it, yuh
My momma call Bill, I kill to pay the bills, I swear
My momma named me Jason, see me in your sleep, nightmare
My family called me God’s son, ’cause I’m gon’ need bloodshed
Yuh, I’m gon’ need your whole head
’90s baby, I ain’t got no respect for the old heads
Sniper Gang, most of my niggas done gone fed
I ain’t Tweetin’, pussy nigga, I know you scared
Catch me slidin’ in the decoy, fuck a Maybach
She said, “Do you fuck with d-boy?” that was way back
I split yo’ ass, I put your top right where your tape at
I’m ’bout that gun play, got a AK in the Maybach
I lost my homie to a gunman
I lost my other homie ’cause I found money
I’m SG, 13 is done with
I’m jumpin’ out the [?], I got done with it