Topsongs van Kodak Black
Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Kodak Black
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Bill K. Kapri
Songwriter:in
Christoph Bauss
Songwriter:in
Fabian Lang
Songwriter:in
Michael Snell
Songwriter:in
Niklas Kleber
Songwriter:in
Luca Starz
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Niklas Kleber
Produzent:in
Chris Athens
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Derek Garcia
Mischtechniker:in
Luca Starz
Produzent:in
Mike Snell
Produzent:in
Shuko
Produzent:in
The Breed
Produzent:in
Songteksten
[Verse 1]
I'm a reaper, but I'm righteous
I'm a demon when the night hit
I put VV's on my ices
You believe me, I be snipin'
Yeah, reaper, but I'm righteous
[Verse 2]
I beat the block with no high beams opp-drop
Bad bitch, I dropski, load up and squeeze cheese
Bitch, I walk down, don't use beams
Bitch, I pop out like Popeyes and that foreigner be that dirt ride
I'm the landlord in Broward County
I collect shit and drop shit, BSO know they can't stop shit (Know they can't stop shit)
[Verse 3]
Hey Brody, blow off a ****, play me
Bust out with this camp, put a **** on SayCheese
****, I'll never leave my cuz
We ain't comin' in, can't bring the guns up in the club
And **** know wassup, they get killed tryna mug
We just bought a drake with .308's up in the drum
**** be actin' like killers, that shit be killin' me
My bitches suit up and get engaged, yeah, that my mini-me
I don't sell no drugs, but I'm tied in, can get them P's for cheap
Paid exotic, 80, a 3.5, ain't no more 10 a G
[Verse 4]
Tied
I know the real devil
I'm pullin' up on **** like Bobo, I'm a real stepper
Around me real killers, real hitters, pull up hittin' shit
Drop the skis, swing this rental, right here, hop out, swing the stick
I'm militant and a **** playin' with my talk, I get him spent
I ain't never ducked and I ain't scared of nothin'
But I'm bulletproof like 50 Cent
I'm a real vulture tied, they already know how I be flyin'
My lil' boo in PSU, got shooters ridin' in Perrine
[Verse 5]
Snipers on the roof, ridin' with a top stick
Hit his block with a mop, let that chop spit
Came through swangin', well hangin' with 100 rounds
Double M, SG, that's a man down
Wiz and Yak in a splite, that's a kill confirmed
Bounce out, chase his ass, bet them bullets burn
Bounce out, chase his ass, leave 'em on the curb
A bitch die every time that gang fuckin' swerve
[Verse 6]
I'm a reaper, but I'm righteous
I'm a demon when the night hit
I put VV's on my ices
[Verse 7]
I got murder on my mind, but I ain't Melly
Snipers on my side, who ain't tellin'
Nightmare in my blood bitch, they know I'm all "Who ready?"
I eat faces, fight cases
Blowin' little bread, droppin' bodies on the daily
**** in my city, bitch, they know I'm speakin' facts
Biggest plug in my city, told that **** give me that
I'm a monster in these streets, I'm from Dania
Dangerous ass **** in America, whole city
ESE bitch, they know lil' Syko special
I get done with that stick, that bitch go dum durum dum
I was lurkin' in a hooptie, that bitch go rum rum rum
Point a **** out in your city, bitch, they know lil' Syko dumb (Uh)
Written by: Bill K. Kapri