Текст песни
Hey, hey, you know, you know why I fuck With Cardi B? 'Cause they be thinking, they be Thinking both of us crazy and shit. And this sound like some, some Bodak Orange shit. Some, some Kodak Orange shit. Man, like, ayy. Say, lil' bitch, you can't fuck With me if you wanted to. These expensive, these is red bottoms, These is bloody shoes. Hit the store, I can get 'em both, I don't wanna choose. And I'm quick, cut a nigga off, so don't Get comfortable. Look, I don't dance now, I make money moves. Say, I don't gotta dance, I make money moves. If I see you and I speak, that means I fuck with you. I'm boss, you a worker, Bitch, I make bloody moves. I don't worry about it, that's an old ho. You thought I was coming with my old flow. Kodak ain't come to take no photo. I don't even pull up in a four-door. I just hit a lick, hit the lotto. All my life smoking on jojo. He was just posted up with Dodo. Now he getting slammed by the po-po. Thuggish, buggish, rugged shit. I came out the streets, I love this shit. Never gave a shit about a messy bitch. I ain't never taking risks for a petty lick. I'm in District Heights and I'm going on a Heist. Dead president, John Kennedy. Dead presidents pockets Mount Everest. When I step on the scene, it's a felony. Christian Louis Vuittons, yeah. These ain't Louis Vuittons. Hit the Kodak black on that ass. I was growing up, taught me a name. Now I'm in a white whip, no mayonnaise. Stole a new car for me out in AA. Cardi B brought the beat, told me re-up the Heat. Try me, I do the race like I'm JJ. It ain't no flocking over here, Lil' buddy. All us zombies over here, lil' buddy. All us robbers 'cause we love your money. God on money, but we love your money. Crack a nigga head wide open like a pumpkin. Jaguar F-Type orange like a pumpkin. Young nigga, I got old hundreds. Smoking K2 with my bunkie. Lil' bitch, you can't fuck with me if you Wanted to. These expensive, these is red bottoms, These is bloody shoes. Hit the store, I can get 'em both, I don't wanna choose. And I'm quick, cut a nigga off, So don't get comfortable. Look, I don't dance now, I make money moves. Say, I don't gotta dance, I make money moves. If I see you and I don't speak, that Means I don't fuck with you. I'm a boss, you a worker, bitch, I make bloody moves. Bloody moves, bloody moves.
El Alfa, Cardi B, Kodak Black — Bodak Yellow (feat. Kodak Black)
«Bodak Yellow (feat. Kodak Black)» — El Alfa, Cardi B, Kodak Black. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 2:34. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
