–Intro: Future–
It’s that project baby
[?] fit in, you know what I mean
They ‘gon try take your bands and this money
Shit coming in fast
They know we ain’t got a blueprint of this shit
We just came into this shit [?]
–Hook: Future–
Baby mama flies in
She don’t get no pardon
Boosting up my ego, made me go my hardest
Took me out the PJ, put me in a mansion
Break my pill down three ways, made me feel outstanding
Panamera these days, used to ride the [?]
Rover [?], I trap out the spot
Her mans [?]
Keep my doggy straight
Kodak ’bout to raid
So many beat the case
–Verse 1: Kodak Black–
All I know, I didn’t steal
I buried all the credit cards
She won’t have me in the kitchen, selling hard and doing fraud
Took me out the ‘jects now I’m flying private jets, nigga
Remember snatching chains, I got my own around my neck, nigga
I caught five kidnapping, but I ain’t no babysitter
I caught five kidnapping, how you let me take you, nigga
Posted on the ugly, jump out go to busting
My baby mama dusting, I’m a little one out here, [?]
Skrrt, skrrt, pull up in a Vert, call it a pull [?], ayy
Pull up in a Wraith, they be like “Who is that”?
Pulling up in luxury, thank God, ain’t no more struggling
I’m rolling and I be duffeling
You under arrest, I’m cuffing it
–Hook: Future–
Baby mama flies in
She don’t get no pardon
Boosting up my ego, made me go my hardest
Took me out the PJ, put me in a mansion
Break my pill down three ways, made me feel outstanding
Panamera these days, used to ride the [?]
Rover [?], I trap out the spot
Her mans [?]
Keep my doggy straight
Kodak ’bout to raid
So many beat the case
–Verse 2: Kodak Black–
I just beat the case, I’m riding in a double R
Spead your cheese with your people, gotta feed the scar
I bought my momma and my brothers, them, another car
At first I’m playing with this shit but now I’m going hard
It’s like my baby momma feel like she the superstar
I threw away the Fossil watch and bought an Audemars
Was in the [?] now I’m riding in the luxury car
I was off the chain, now I’m yanking on the charge
I was riding Suzuki, ayy
Now I’m acting boujee, ayy
Now I’m [?] for it
I’m just ’bout my music
No more shooting
[?] popping wheelies on the bench
Can’t be thugging no more, homie, I stay in a mansion
I’m on Mollys and the Xannies feeling extravagant
Took my off the ugly corner, I’m riding panoramic
Hate the way I’m transitioning, I’m caught for thugging
This when I was headfirst, I wasn’t getting no money
–Hook: Future–
Baby mama flies in
She don’t get no pardon
Boosting up my ego, made me go my hardest
Took me out the PJ, put me in a mansion
Break my pill down three ways, made me feel outstanding
Panamera these days, used to ride the [?]
Rover [?], I trap out the spot
Her mans [?]
Keep my doggy straight
Kodak ’bout to raid
So many beat the case
Yeah
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