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Kodak Black

Basement On Fire

 

Basement On Fire

(album: Haitian Boy Kodak - 2021)


The HK weighing 4 pounds
Niggas know it'll go down
I'm ZMF, I ain't Zoe Pound
I'm Zoe Mafia

Make the hoe popular
She used to work, Mickey D's
Smoking pills with the trees
You niggas can't intervene
It be too much rank come with me
I was on the crate selling weed
Get a nigga stank for no reason
Then I'm on a date overseas
I'm in the Wraith snorting molly
You out here chasing her body
She want some braces, I got her
Who set the basement on fire, ya
Chopping heads and burning houses, nigga
Coupe tèt boule kay (The President Of Haiti said that)
I'm with the Kutthroat Committee
Get a nigga touched in his own city
I ain't gon' lie, lil' mom pretty
She just need a lil' butt and more titties
Can't even stop getting high
I can't even tell my people why
I can't even stop playing with fire
I be saying "I change" but I lie
He set the basement on fire
He made a statement, oh my
I was toting the cutter already
And free lil' motherfucking Melly
Imma set up the stu and the telly
Everything I do: legendary
Rock Jimmy Choo with Amiri
These bullets gon' cut through your vest
You know what it is, it's ZMF
I ain't got no pain in me left
I be trynna see how I can finesse something
You know what's next, I'mma stretch something
Need a lil coat for the redrum
It's about to be a murder
Slow a lil' down and start swerving
I'm in the backseat, serious
Nigga, it's a Kutthroat Bizness
Yeah nigga, Kutthroat Bill
Kutthroat, J. Ville, Duval, uh huh
I'm getting one with you when I pull up I get my dawgs
It's only lil' way we can take care of this lil' problem
They just let Lil' Wiz off house arrest, yea Imma pop me a bottle
God keep blessing the squad, I don't know what it is about us that he see
Everybody silent, Grew up robbing, I'm catching bodies
Kutthroat, Sniper Gang, ya, SG super grimey
I'm on eight pills and another dose, one more
Every Hour
Kutthroat, J. Ville, Duval, uh huh
Nigga, Broward

done

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