Kodak Black - Came Thru Flushin' lyrics

I came here with nothin', now
I got that money, now, they know me
Came through flushin'
I put the bustin' on the Rollie
Them niggas say fuck me
I swear to God that was my whodie
Stick from the Russians, I got a hundred
And it's loaded my ear to the streets
And I got my eyes on my opponent
These niggas want beef
And I got that heat for whoever want it
I'm a fool on these beats
But with that piece, i act a donkey
I'm back on that lean, when
I get to the scene, I'm actin' bolegs

Stick in my jeans, I'm on a bean
I don't know what's wrong with me
Rockin' the mic', and I'm totin' pipe
I'm at the show with it
Shorty, she nice, but that bitch ain't right
She fuckin' got four leg
Pulled up in a Viper, I was on a bike
I was on a go ped

Like it or love it, forever thuggin'
That's how I be wilding' for nothin'
I'm out in public acting acky
I see it comin'
I'ma find a plug in Abu Dhabi
I'm on a monkey
But, I ain't no monkey on high heat
He just beat a case and jumped out
The Wraith and caught a body
Just beat a case and jumped out
The Wraith and caught a body
My bitch caught me cheatin'
She went to beefin', took my car key
I'm totin' this heat, it got me conceded
Actin' cocky I keep it gutter
These pussy niggas be tryna knock me
I keep it comin'
Them pussy niggas be tryna stop me
Hit the floor runnin'
Them pussy niggas was tryna block me
The judge throwing numbers he's giving
Boas like it's rocky
Came from the struggle where you
Don't make it out lightly
And then, when you make it
They go to flamin' 'cause you icey
We hop out with skis
We kill with ease like the ISIS
I got me some cheese
Remember we was in a crisis
Pulled up on the scene I'm in
A stolo two door Chrysler
Not a foreign, no keys
Remember I was on a bicycle
'Member I had to ask for it
Knew daddy and my mama poor
Walkin' up to the older boys
Give me a dollar for a popsicle
Give me a dollar for a ice cream
Shit turned around
And niggas I use to look up to
Say they don't like me no more
I was on a chase I almost got away
Until they turned on they little high beam
Gleeful, gleeful, gleeful
I don't know what's wrong with me
Glee, glee, glee I don't know what's wrong
What's wrong with me?

I say the stick in my jeans, I'm on a bean
I don't know what's wrong with me
Rockin' the mic', and I'm totin' pipe
I'm at the show with it
Stick in my jeans, I'm on a bean
Rockin' the mic', and I'm totin' pipe
The stick in my jeans, I'm on a bean
I don't know what's wrong with me
Rockin' the mic', and I'm totin' pipe
I'm at the show with it
Shorty, she nice, but that bitch ain't right
She fuckin' got four leg
Pulled up in a Viper, I was on a bike
I was on a go ped

Gleeful, gleeful, gleeful
I don't know what's wrong with me

Tide like it or love it, forever thuggin'
That's how I be wildin' for nothing I'm out
In public acting acky
I'm out in public acting acky
Like it or love it, forever thuggin'
That's how I be