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Lyrics On Everything – Kodak Black

I’ma put this on everything
Gotta be f**kin’ Madonna or somethin’
You proud of me I’m rockin’ Prada this summer

Hidin’ dope in my dreads
Crackers in my left lane
But I’m stayin’ ahead
Even in the next life
I’m takin’ this bread
I’ma be duckin’ the fed time

Yeah, when everybody left me
I still had my dreads
I’d never cut ’em, but if I ever do
I’ma put ’em in the bed
She a thrill head and a pill head
Corona season
I finally could walk around with a mask
Ain’t smokin’ no weed
Ain’t drinkin’ no lean, I’m payin’ attention to the bag
Ain’t poppin’ no Percs
I’m stayin’ alert, this money been comin’ in fast
Got my heart in a cast, yeah

She dressin’ up in her ..
She say for the sake of our love
I’m a rose gold with all your diamonds
And accessories too
I know I’m an ugly-ass lil’ n**ga
But I look better with you

We puttin’ the SG on everything
For whatever we do
I keep a maid in some lingerie
Got a see through roof
I know Lamar gon’ win the Super Bowl
First bust to the chiefs
Everytime lil’ Kodak in Detroit
I got the buffs on fleek

I’m keepin’ Chelise and Chanel
I don’t even care if she sleep
Bulgari diamonds in my hair
She like it more when it’s neat
When you been through everything like me
Don’t nothin’ seem that amazin’
Like all the realest n**gas
Been takin’ deeck up the anus nowadays
Everybody wannabe gangsters nowadays

I’ve been controllin’ my anger
Keep boogers in the face like I’m still a lil’ baby
Hittin’ donuts in the wraith, just left the ‘yo with Lil Baby
Two babies on the way from two different ladies

That I knew back then
Way before I was famous
I was gettin’ my deeck sucked by Tierra
And my mama told them
I killed me a n**ga by Kiera
But she already know
I’m taxin’ all my kids seven
Like I’m still sellin’ dope
My people say they proud of me
‘Cause they been seein’ my growth

I don’t throw money
I left the playhouse throwin’ racks out the door
I don’t throw money
I’m at the bank house throwing racks on the floor
I love you in every form, I told you I ain’t playing
Don’t leave me, don’t leave me, mami
Let me know you’re still praying

Yeah, this time, I want everything
Need more money, more diamonds
This time, I want everything
I’ma guarantee that you smiling
Don’t leave me, don’t leave me, me, me
Yeah, hold on, let me explain, yeah
I’ma put this on everything, I’ma put..

Them n**gas know they ain’t Sniper Gang
That’s on everything
I’ma kill a n**ga ’bout a tennis chain
That’s on everything
A million in .. and that’s on everything
I just want everything…

Written by Dyryk, PVLACE, Snapz & Kodak Black
Album: Back For Everything
Produced by Snapz, PVLACE & Dyryk
Kodak Black | 2022