Kodak Black - Usain Boo (Lyrics)

[Verse]

Money, color peacock

Thuggin' in my Reeboks, cut the dreads and re-lock

Buck the feds, I buck the feds, you buck the feds and link up

I'm a Z but my diamonds V cuts, you gotta despise a free lunch

I don't want nothin' free, bring me a Cardi B

Nickname Cardiak, makin' it hard to match

I whip me a harder batch

I took every loss, I knew I was gon' win for the better

Young nigga with the crazy crew, they think he playin' with the devil

Like, ain't it true you like to sing to the devil?

Keep the stick like crazy glue, but I had to put it together

Usain baby blue, I blew more changе on the leather

Young nigga movе like Baby Ruth, you know I swang with the metal

Mhm, Deja who? I been upgraded from heffer

I got the finger phone booth, I'm gettin' through to these tethered

Usain ain't nothin' new, I hit the trap with a special

Like the New York Times, you square, how you gon' play with a stepper?

Mhm, Megan, you know you ain't created that anthem

Say I'd rather go blind, swear, I ain't tryna see it and detect them

Usain ain't no boo, I ran it up in Margiela

Usain ain't nothin' baby, Usain ain't no boo

Usain ain't no boo, I'm comin' fast when I'm in here

You in that bathing suit? Gon' have some problems when I get here (Yeah)

In that bathing suit, I'ma buy some condoms 'fore I get here

In that bathing suit, okay, you in a bathing suit, ya

Audi like Olympics, but the engine came up out a 'Vette

Usain ain't nothin' new, I'm cross the tracks like I'm Haitian Pat

Cocaine kangaroo the trap, jumpin', junkies comin' back

Me and Fredo higher than a bitch, think we smokin' crack

Even when we ain't together, we together, bae that's anyway

Ain't never met no bitch who ride that dick just like DiJonai

"Kodak, you better not play, make it safe," that's what my mama say

Jancoby you the realest, you my boo, I'm her, Ella Mai

Usain and a baby paid the rent, off the Sprint phone

Everything baby blue, I'm smokin' deuce, like I'm Bigalow

Bing, bing, bing, bing, bing, bing, bing

Bing, bing, bing, bing, bing, bing, bing

Bing, bing, bing, I'm on lean, I'm on beans, yeah

Bing, bing, bing, I hit her once, she gon' cling

Bing, bing, bing, Kodak bop turned to murder wop

Bing, bing, bing, you comin' here, panties comin' off

[Outro]

Juggin' and stickin' and rollin' and geekin'

Juggin' and stickin' and rollin' and geekin'

Juggin' and stickin' and rollin' and geekin'

Juggin' and stickin' and rollin' and geekin'

Juggin' and stickin' and rollin' and geekin'

Juggin' and stickin' and rollin' and geekin'

Juggin' and stickin' and rollin' and geekin'

Rollin' and geekin', rollin' and geekin'