Kodak Black – Free Cool (Pt. 2)

Project Baby, got promethazine all in my baba
I be on D’useé no lie, smokin’ on cherry pie
I couldn’t make lemonade, so I made lemon-lime
[Intro]
I still be ridin’ wit’ fire, steering wheel on the right
If you got it and I want it, then I’m on your head
[Verse 1]

Big Cardi be winnin’, I’m winnin’, ’cause that’s my goddamn twin
Christian Louboutin is drippin’
That money done gave me power, money done turned me sour
All I know is rob, all I know is jack it
My bitch said she want her nails done, French tip, London
Smokin’ on gas like Wawa
Christian Louboutin, you would think I’m bleeding
Kodak that nigga that green, Kodak that nigga that slime
Run up on me, don’t tempt me
Eat it up, baby, then drink me
I remember I was rockin’ Enyce, now I rock Givenchy
I don’t wanna see you cry, momma wipe yo’ eyes
They say that I’m next, don’t jinx me
I ain’t ever had no job, I ain’t ever had no daddy
My bitch said she want her toes done, French tip, London
Free my nigga Jackboy we like Stitch and Lilo
I ain’t take no shortcut, this shit ain’t come easy

But I don’t want you to die, I want you to see me shine
Run up on me, that’s risky
My tank on full, you empty
Free my nigga, flip with my nigga, flip a nigga like Kraby Patty
My bitch said she want her hair done, lace front, no bun
Flyin’ anywhere, my propellers be on aerobatics
That money gave him power and a bigger ego
I don’t wanna do no more time, I want you to see me fly
I still be out of my mind, still be gettin’ real hype
I ain’t ever ask for nothing, my momma said "Don’t beg"
I promise I ain’t goin’, that’s that other guy
When I step, I’m leakin’
I don’t wanna do no more time, I want you to see me fly
All my niggas goin’ fast, they gettin’ Rico
Eat it up, baby, you nasty
If Cardi be winnin’, I’m winnin’
[Outro]
Cardi B won, I won
I’m in a Thunderbird, I’m slidin’ wit’ my Desert Eagle
Money gave him power and a bigger ego
Dress it up, baby, like salad
My nigga been hidin’ lately, he think I want him dead
Free my nigga Cool
My bitch said she want her hair done, part in the middle wit’ a bun
Life gave me lemons, so I made lemon-lime
My nigga, we tight like speedo
I don’t wanna do no more time, I want you to see me fly
Money gave him power and a bigger ego
Ain’t got no snacks in the cabinet, just some goddamn ratchets