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lirik lagu easter in miami – kodak black

[intro]
i’m great, beyond better
i’m a capital letter z

[verse]
all black d*ckies, no socks in my reeboks
vulture bird tatted on my head, not a sea hawk
cuban link chain and the feds got the g*shock
candy apple cranberry red with the tee top
vulture bird chain, colored money, like a peac*ck
only do the talkin’ with my b*tches, pull my meat out
they go petite, i stay rockin’ felipe
i ain’t no chico, but they call me felipe, yeah
i copped the rollie ain’t n0body else had
and by the time you was on ap, i was already on patek
crab legs and shrimp and we sippin’ chardonnay
they all on the drip, they envy me, like charlamagne
talkin’ like a pimp (yeah), switchin’ different broads today
i’m walkin’ with a limp, kodak, baby follow me
and the corduroy matchin’ with the blue hundreds
how the old school jag cost me new money?
like the cars got feet, got the coupe runnin’
i be hangin’ out the jeep, like, who want it?
i be squeezin’ on her cheeks, like who woman
like to [?], got my recruits runnin’
lj, young legend out of pompano
lime green lamb’, i ain’t slimy, but i’m grimy though
your buddy, he be perkin’, he ain’t no k!ller, but he be robbin’ though
splat to splat, these n*ggas be droppin’ back to back, like dominoes
grabbin’ n*ggas like it’s miny*mo, [?]
n*ggas fallin’ like geronimo, it’s serious (pop, pop)
don’t get it twisted, we some k!llers like we serial (pop, pop)
i’m the g.o.a.t., but it’s ostrich by material
i know you won’t, but i be cautious when i’m nearing ya
’cause i can see you n*ggas plottin’ through my peripheral
real n*gga, they wanna copy my material
but i’m cut from a different kind of city than you lil’ n*ggas
and them city girls got all these b*tches milkin’ you lil’ n*ggas, yeah
i never blow, i been done k!lled one of you lil’ n*ggas, yeah
i’m sendin’ locs, as soon as i get out, i spin it quicker, yeah (yeah)
like eskimo, got so much drip runnin’ down my [?], yeah
stick in the trunk, get rid of it, yeah
f*ckin’ with the toast, like cinnamon, yeah (yeah)
cutthroat, i ain’t no gentleman
i’m in the backseat, i’m the triggerman
on these percs, i’m on these b*tches like it’s ritalin
we be jumpin’ out the pen, i really handled it
lil’ n*ggas swingin’ out the van, it be embarrassing
lil’ n*ggas swingin’ out that van, [?]
shoutout to ray, we made a bag on top of maryland
we had a misunderstanding, but n*gga we be better than
and these n*ggas, they be b*tches, they be checkin’ in
you n*ggas chicken, they be layin’ eggs
and i ain’t happy ’til i get my million
now b*tch, call me dirty dan
now b*tch, come and do your dance
straight gas, comin’ straight gas at ya ass
i’m comin’ straight gas
i made a statement, but i ain’t never made a statement, ain’t it
back to back foreigns in the hood before i made it, ain’t it
she don’t wanna work, she wanna trick off and get famous, ain’t it
you got me f*cked up, ho’, i don’t know what the f*ck you think we is
look at me jumpin’ over the fence like i’m [?]
and these meds got me chewin’ up my [?]
i’m chewin’ out my [?], i’m lockjaw
last n*gga said f*ck me, he knocked off
i’m chewin’ out my [?], i’m chewin’ up my [?]
i’m chewin’ out my [?], i’m lockjaw
last n*gga said f*ck me, he knocked off, ayy
he knocked off, yeah
boy, stop playin’ with a n*gga like i ain’t imperial, uh
i’m the biggest z, n*gga, i’m superior
[outro]
superior

- kodak black

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