Starter Kit Lyrics By Kodak Black On Kodak Black English 2022. Best Hip Hop Song Starter Kit Lyrics in Hindi & English Originally Released on YouTube. Starter Kit Song Sung By Popular Singer Kodak Black, Music Composed By Kodak Black, and Lyrics Of This Song Are Written By Kodak Black. Starter Kit Full Song Lyrics By Kodak Black. We Offer Amazing English Songs Lyrics Only on WoLyrics.com
Starter Kit Song Kodak Black Details
| Vocal/Singer | Kodak Black |
|---|---|
| Music Comsposer | Kodak Black |
| Lyricist | Kodak Black |
Starter Kit Lyrics Kodak Black
Wake up, grab my lip gloss, purse, and gun, yeah, that’s my starter kit
Pussy-ass ni**a, you a lame, how you ordered ones, you ain’t even throw that shit?
Shorty so fine, ooh, she glidin’ on down that pole and how she throw that shit
Talk my s*x on the phone, his shit got swole, he know I be throwin’ that shit
Got niggas standin’ on the block, ni**as in apartments sellin’ hard
Know some hoes that made a few M’s late nights at Onyx goin’ hard
In the streets, can’t be too real, they take advantage and break your heart
Got a street ni**a payin’ my bills, so I hold him down and play my part
Mulsanne with my mood change, I know two things, they can’t f*ck with me, can’t f*ck with you
And I know I gotta put you first, you can’t be number two
You play your role, get anything you want, bae, if you actin’ right
Dope was bad, I hit it with that one-two, brought it back to life
Always lit, bitch, we in VLive
Young ni**a poppin’ shit, Beamer, Benz, or Bentleys, I can’t decide
F*ck it, old school Chevrolet
In the club doin’ your thing, I made it rain like the weatherman
Fucked around, got a lil’ taste and I been cravin’, you Heaven sent
Tattoo tears for the pain, make up tattoos on your face
And make sure it’s plain as day
And f*ck what these haters say
You for the streets, I’ll say today
I bet I’m gon’ make you say
You see the peace, you see the rage
Wake up, grab my lip gloss, purse, and gun, yeah, that’s my starter kit
Pussy-ass ni**a, you a lame, how you ordered ones, you ain’t even throw that shit?
Shorty so fine, ooh, she glidin’ on down that pole and how she throw that shit
Talk my sex on the phone, his shit got swole, he know I be throwin’ that shit
Got ni**as standin’ on the block, ni**as in apartments sellin’ hard
Know some hoes that made a few M’s late nights at Onyx goin’ hard
In the streets, can’t be too real, they take advantage and break your heart
Got a street ni**a payin’ my bills, so I hold him down and play my part
Too gangster for this shit, I might not never get no award
Ni**a fakin’ in the club, just ordered ones, ain’t even throw it
Been in the streets forever and ain’t got nothin’ to show for it
All it did was take my dogs and give me charges and leave me scarred
The streets don’t love nobody, but I still gave the bitch my heart
Ni**a think this shit a game, don’t even know how to play your card
In the back of the Maybach Sprinter, bustin’ dinner, watchin’ TV
And I fell in love with a stripper, let me be your nigga, let me be your BB
Wake up, grab my pistol, put on my VV’s, then I pray
Pop ’bout two, three glitches, then I’m ready for the day
I told all my bitches, “I got a girl and stay away”
Shorty been doin’ her part, so, I ain’t gon’ do that to my bae
Wake up, grab my lip gloss, purse, and gun, yeah, that’s my starter kit
Pussy-ass ni**a, you a lame, how you ordered ones, you ain’t even throw that shit?
Shorty so fine, ooh, she glidin’ on down that pole and how she throw that shit
Talk my sex on the phone, his shit got swole, he know I be throwin’ that shit
Got niggas standin’ on the block, ni**as in apartments sellin’ hard
Know some hoes that made a few M’s late nights at Onyx goin’ hard
In the streets, can’t be too real, they take advantage and break your heart
Got a street ni**a payin’ my bills, so I hold him down and play my part
