Kodak Black - 11Am In Malibu Lyrics

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11Am In Malibu Lyrics Kodak Black

Lil Chris had told me to fuck with this shit right here, so I was in Malibu Canyon, this shit say 8am in Charlotte, but it was like, what, a landmark down here, Cali, it was 11am, and they had a landmark there, too

8am in Charlotte, but it was actually 11 in Malibu Canyon I started understandin’ that I’m a threat to these niggas, and I was just playin’ and I got longevity, and it’s been longevity and niggas been scared of me, from ever since I remember, that’s what the streets tell me I don’t even care about that shit, though, I’m tryna get rich, hoe who boots to think he is, who you niggas think you be is Woke up out the door, in the wood, I pulled eight Woke up out the door, in the wood, I pulled eight Fell asleep, and the ghost thought I seen a nigga face The dough say, before he let you shake him, he a snake, yeah, and if the bitch leave him, she gon’ send him forth your way

The dough say, before he let you shake him, he a snake, yeah and if the bitch leave him, she gon’ send him forth your way, forth your way Niggas pocket watchin’, bitch peepin’ in my safe everybody tryin’ to duck the reap of her case I ain’t got the time or the patience for a fake I just wanna provide for my babies, make sure they scraped What’s the art? I’m at the drop with a stiller on the drape I drive the Lambo to San Diego for a paint Why me and my niggas gotta fall out, so I get this paper Thinkin’ back on the fun times, shit, I wasn’t even scraped You from them ugly cones, this shit a beautiful disaster You’ll have your head on the platter by the plate Every time they wanna ask about you, that shit get em’ Snip right on the hip, my nigga came back In a kind of jail, busted down, went well, me and Slate They go out shakin’ all the nights, I had to turn Reaper

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