Kodak Black - 11am In Malibu (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Kodak Black - 11am In Malibu (en) Lyrics
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Say, Lil Crix had told me to fuck
with this shit right here, so
I was in Malibu Canyon, this
shit say, "8am in Charlotte,
" but it look like what?
11 a.m. in Cali, bitch
11 a.m., and I had the
Lamb' out there too
8 a.m. in Charlotte, but it was actually
eleven in Malibu Canyon
I'm startin' to understand 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 'bout that shit
though, I'm tryna get rich, ho
Who Boosta think he is? Who
you niggas think you be?
Woke up out the door, in the whip, I
poured eight (Pour eight, man, say)
Woke up out thе door, in the
whip, I poured eight
Failеd to sleep in the Ghost,
thought I seen a nigga face
Lil' dog say, "Before he let you
shake 'em, he'll snake ya"
And if the bitch leave, then she gon'
send them folks, she waitin'
And if the bitch leave, then
she gon' send them folks, she
waitin' for you, she go
Niggas pocket watchin', bitch
peepin' in my safe
Everybody tryna duck the
reaper or a case
I ain't got the time or the
patience for a fake
I just wanna provide for my babies,
make sure they straight
What's a opp? My chopper got
a extendo on the Drac'
I'll drive the Lambo' to
San Diego for a paint
Why me and my niggas gotta fall
out soon I get this paper?
Thinkin' back to the fun times,
shit, I wasn't even straight
You from them ugly corners, this
shit a beautiful disaster
You'll have your head on
a platter by the plate
Every time they wanna ask 'bout
Yak, that shit get 'em
I sent brat on a hit, my
nigga came back gleeful
In a county jail, busted down,
went well, me and Slate
Thinkin' 'bout Jay and all the
nights I had to turn reaper
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