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letra de for no reason - kodak black

[intro]
(dj cam gon’ show ’em how to drip)

[verse]
slidin’ with the crosses on the window, bible on the dash
gotta keep my feet down on a n-gga, or my foot off in your ass
in the wraith on the interstate, flushes, i ain’t let up off the gas
b-tch actin’ too cool for the school, but she ain’t got no class
i turn up on a class, pill, by the way
last night was mad real, by the way
finally f-cker her, got her, put out a dub
but she finessed me out a bag, still
don’t cap me nothin’ with your loveful, disrespectful b-tch
i’m up right and stayin’ fast (i’m deadass)
deadass, whenever i catch ’em, i’ma stretch a check
i’m doin’ lil’ p-ssy n-gga baths (straight put on blast)
everybody know who run the city, come catch him out the door
something out the door went off the hinges
n-gga, know this how i’m livin’, relentless
savage, bring it, i ain’t runnin’ from the static
all of my hoes in love with the patek, own it right
really rich, ridin’ double r, rolls royce
how i made both of ’em wear it around? i don’t know
b-tch, please, you think i’m green, you a nasty lil’ ho’
sh-t, i want some more, that lil’ ho know she got some good, good
hood, i’m goin’ cuckoo for the coco puffs
boss n-gga, fed a genie with the c-ck fill
solo with my pistol eatin’ dinner and i’m loaded up
ain’t no n-gga stop me goin’ no f-ckin’ where
yeah, if it’s a bad b-tch, i’m showin’ up
i got the drop and i ain’t comin’ for nothin’
slow down, i’m ’bout to blow this motherf-cker up
yeah, zs in the trap, zs in the trap, zs in the trap
set a trap, and a n-gga city get it litty, dawg
i’ve been on the other corner too long, i’m ’bout to hit it, dawg
she fell asleep, i’m ’bout to send her a lyft
sorry, puddin’, but you know you gotta dip
city boys up, i’m f-ckin’, that’s my city girl
got no respect, i been this way since a jitty boy
keep steppin’, n-gga, give ’em to me
had me shootin’ at them n-ggas, ’cause i ain’t wanna take a picture with them
h-ll nah, i’m finna bill men
he f-ckin’ everything, oh, you know he a gremlin
f-cked her and finger l!ckin’ on the couch
tell poochie, tell e-class to shut this motherf-cker down
[chorus]
stepped in drippin’, fiendin’ for no reason
step in drippin’, fiendin’ for no reason
ayy, stepped in drippin’, fiendin’ for no reason
step me, dripped in, fiendin’ for no reason
stepped in drippin’, fiendin’ for no reason
step in drippin’, fiendin’ for no reason

- kodak black

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