My Chest Out (Explicit) - Kodak Black

Lyrics by：Bill K. Kapri/Derek Garcia/Niles Groce/Nicholas Varvatsoulis/Ishmael Elijah Hurst/Matthew James

Composed by：Bill K. Kapri/Derek Garcia/Niles Groce/Nicholas Varvatsoulis/Ishmael Elijah Hurst/Matthew James

Produced by：Dyryk/Snapz/Nickdapiff/Okami/Jamescraft

Say I'm walkin' 'round with my chest out

Who these niggas claim to be and never check out

I'm goin' in dog feel like I'm the best out

She gon' put up with my **** as long as she ain't left out

The world chilly like a left-eye

Cold world baby tea bag

I know niggas envy they be fishin' I don't seabags

Couldn't get her up the stairs so I just ****** her on the bean bag

Say I get a nigga whole team bagged

Ayy he got a nigga whole crew murked

I don't take d**gs but do Percs like I'm from the Bronx

'Causе I keep some new Yerks

I'm in New York yeah my name Bill I was locked up in buffalo

Had the CO bring the set she hit the news got in trouble though

I was trappin' out the W got Bose in the bungalow

Better say my name straight

Lil' p***y-ho' with no underscore oh yeah

Shake it like a Jamaican baby pon di floor

You was talkin' like you was a pro now

Take this d**k what you runnin' for

My lil' Louisiana ***** she walk in the house and grab the d**k

I caught the play and ran the blitz got all them p***y niggas hit

I got a .380 with a clip walked in with a blink on my hip

I like the way you talk you walk

Like you got a disc in your hip

How you got a d**k in yo' **** baby

I spent a ticket on you baby

I like your stance the way you dance

I don't even like faggots grabbing on ya

Yeah yeah I bounced back from that ****

And came back way better they like how

Send my lil' cracker ***** through the bank teller like wow

I ain't even up no bean nigga I just hate fellow

Purple Wok' Codeine but

Ain't gon' lie that green taste better yeah yeah

Jumped out the drop

I'm ready to pop any nigga top who think they that

She like the sniper between her legs

While she playin' with my dreads

Woke up this morning just me Lil Taz Lil Crix Lil Red

I smokin' Krip get out of my face that Zaza **** be Ritz

Sosa and Golden they so SG snatch and grab **** like the feds

That **** you told a nigga ain't gonna do ****

But just make somebody mad

Young nigga was trollin' I ain't forgot ****

I'm just plottin' I'm on they a*s