Kodak Black — Black Cat Kunta Kentae

[Chorus] Feel like somebody put a cast on my ass I'm dropping bad luck, I pull up in the black Jag Can't fit these shoes, it's seven and a half I'm focused on my future, I ain't dwelling on the past Feel like somebody put a cast on my ass I'm dropping bad luck, I pull up, the black Jag Can't fit these shoes, it's seven and a half I'm focused on my future, I ain't dwelling on the past [Verse 1] Same night me and Debo took the Mazda, bih we crashed Bentley Bentayga, snapping like a lobster fuck a crab They caught the helicopter, I don't want y'all to think I'm tryna flex Nigga, what's your f'n problem? I'm on that Effen vodka, smoking gas Yeah, beep, beep, I'm the nigga roadrunning to that cash Fuck a frisbee, I'll spin n' bend a nigga like I'm Taz Fuck my daddy, I can't believe I nutted out your sack Fuck my daddy nigga, it's me and my momma sons like I'm Nash I made my son king, put this crown on, fuck a ski mask I swear to god, I get a hard on when this heat blast Type it like a spacebar, fuck a keypad, think I keep that Mac Hot shifter, can't control my pace, command, delete his ass [Chorus] Feel like somebody put a cast on my ass I'm dropping bad luck, I pull up in the black Jag Can't fit these shoes, it's seven and a half I'm focused on my future, I ain't dwelling on the past Feel like somebody put a cast on my ass I'm dropping bad luck, I pull up, the black Jag Can't fit these shoes, it's seven and a half I'm focused on my future, I ain't dwelling on the past [Verse 2] I'm hooked on phonics, hooked on Phoenix balling like I'm Steve Nash Promise you ain't see me, I was in Buffalo with Ray How you finna cut the hole, y'all just bad In Charlotte, made a movie with that poker, left a scab In Raleigh, fell in love with fraud, [?] on that slazz Steady scheming, burying cheese and burying pieces in the grass Controversy between the both supremacies, they gone be mad Martin Luther King, last night I had a dream about his ass No Rosa Parks, them shooters posted in the back Nelson Mandela, rocking Maison Margielas, remember wearing Shaqs Life's a gamble, play the hands they dealt me I'm a wizard at blackjack In the Jaguar XF, putting a spell on you late night in the black cat [Chorus] Feel like somebody put a cast on my ass I'm dropping bad luck, I pull up in the black Jag Can't fit these shoes, it's seven and a half I'm focused on my future, I ain't dwelling in the past Feel like somebody put a cast on my ass I'm dropping bad luck, I pull up, the black Jag Can't fit these shoes, it's seven and a half I'm focused on my future, I ain't dwelling in the past