Kodak Black — G to the A

[Verse 1: Jackboy] Off top, chargin' extra for a rock Finessin' all I know, that's how I grew up on my block How you think I filled my shoebox up with knots? Was thuggin' on the block, I ain't wanna punch a clock I was gettin' bands while ya mans was gettin' hot Sold my .22, he the reason I bought the Glock Pop, one false move ya get shot Catch me slippin', going with a smile like I'm Pac Just want a bone, I'm a dog, nah I'm a beast 'Cause when I drop this dick, bet you tear up the sheets 'Cause when I drop this dick, bet you come back for more I'ma come back 'til you suck me 'til ya throat sore Aye, aye, aye ho nigga Might just make you my bae Just playin' hoe, come let me nut in yo' face Nigga play with me I'ma knock off his face Call Draco and Tae, they gon' let that bih spray Gang, snipe 'em, bang bang No drive-by, this personal, hit you close range If we really beefin' why you put it on the 'Gram If we really beefin' why you ain't thinkin' 'bout ya man, or ya fam Can't catch you, they gettin' blammed Easy to touch you, I don't gotta use my hands Easy to touch you nigga when you got them bands Nigga be hatin', lowkey he just a fan On my block with the Glock, run down on a opp Was a jit when they tried me, try me now they gettin' shot Anybody try me now, on God they gettin' popped Fuck nigga run up, swear yo' life gettin' robbed Make a pussy nigga wish he went and got a job Hit his ass with that rara, I'm a shotta Free smoke, no ganja, Mad Max ya Re-rock ya for actin', deserve a Oscar, boy ya fake Real fragile, they be quick to break Turnin' state, they jump on ya case, trap you in the gates I know niggas doing time who ain't got release dates Spendin' most of their time plottin' on a great escape Niggas hate, guess all the loyalty been misplaced This not a race but I chase the cake like I can't wait No more dirt where I lay, so I stay outta state I ain't tryna rack out so I stay out the way From the draco to the .40 put respect on it Aimin' at his head, he might have a vest on him I'm from the Noya where a donk sit on Forgis Ya gotta keep a .30 if ya ballin' like Curry Sippin' lean, it got my vision blurry Sippin' lean, got me movin' like a zombie Got me reminiscin' when they tried to hide me Throw away the key so they can't find me [Verse 2: Kodak Black] Yeah I'm on my grimace, mezanmi Let the Glock pop and I pop molly Stopped sellin' rocks cause I love robbing Whole life you been on the block grinding Yeah, you just wanna pop free molly That's the only reason you 'round me No, you cannot get on my IG This a selfie, stop tryna get by me Let me out the cage, now I'm in ya broad jaw Cool cat, I'm a mut, I'm a raw dog I know all you niggas thinkin' I'ma fall off I just took a lil' break, y'all need to calm down We be strapped in ya city like it's our town In the field, straight fonk a nigga outta bounds How you snap a play then call timeout Blitz ya runnin' back, knock the whole line out Yeah, once the pressure on, you can't call off Nigga hopped on the phone and brought the cops out I don't sell drugs so I don't come out I'm posted in the cut with the sawed off 12 gauge on me, I ain't pump fakin' I'ma serve foolie like the lunch lady I ain't catch 'em dancin' in the cut lately Trust me, I ain't come to throw no ones baby I'ma dump when the thump make ya jump, shake it Grab the pole, strip a fuck nigga butt naked And you ridin' police escort safety I was in the gym, now I got court cases Nah, you don't want beef, you don't want ham Nah, you don't want me, you don't want nan You don't ya whole meat knocked off ya cranium Leave a nigga swiss cheese, rat terminatin' 'em