Kodak Black - Fish Fry (Many Men) lyrics

[Kodak Black - Fish Fry Many Men lyrics]

Ayy, Sniper Gang, 1K, ayy da na na da
Free Lil Cool, aye free Lil Jack boy too
Huncho, Jack boy, aye
Heart of the Projects, Ty

I got fish to fry, we gon’ eat
I got mouths to feed, it’s on me
I’m on the money route, you won’t eat
I’m screamin’ free Lil Cool, until he free
Fuck what you talkin’ bout’
I pull up where you sleep
Ain’t talkin’ Mickey Mouse
I kill you bout’ that cheese
Can’t take no losses now, I’m winnin’ homie
I got family they dependin’ on me

It’s 1K, I got niggas jammed
Got niggas in the grave
Call me Texaco, I’m smokin’ gas
Got codeine in my tea
It’s the kid, came from servin’ licks
Came from servin’
Gotcha bitch, right here with me
Doin’ shit she never did
Since a jit, I was out here
Had to get it how I live got to blow
I’ma kick the do’ if they don’t let me in
Goin’ in, I don’t need no paper
I don’t need a pen this for
You can catch us early mornin’ drinkin’ Jin
I’ma millionaire, fuck a friend
I need them Benjamin’s flyer than the wind
Nigga spinnin’ like a ceiling fan
You a lame, homie you can’t hang
You a minute man
Got a lil three eighty on me
Tucked it in my Timberlands

I got fish to fry, we gon’ eat
I got mouths to feed, it’s on me
I’m on the money route, you won’t eat
I’m screamin’ free Lil Cool, until he free
Fuck what you talkin’ bout’
I pull up where you sleep
Ain’t talkin’ Mickey Mouse
I kill you bout’ that cheese
Can’t take no losses now, I’m winnin’ homie
I got family they dependin’ on me

I can’t win from loosin’
I can’t let them play up under me
I won’t let them do it
I can’t let them trick me off the streets
Niggas creep, I can’t trust a soul
I’m stayin’ cautious
On my P’s and Q’s, any wrong move across ya
I been payin’ attention, I can’t afford it
Take no losses if you sleepin’ on me
Bitch wake up and smell the coffee
I’m in iHop and I’m eatin’ waffles
Sippin’ cough syrup
Kodak, why you sippin’ cough syrup?
You ain’t even coughin’
It’s so obvious, you niggas, call you Marvin
Bitches out here fishin’ like they
Play for Florida Marlins diamonds flawless
I just pulled up in an Audi
It’s retarted, gotta push it just to start it

I got fish to fry, we gon’ eat
I got mouths to feed, it’s on me
I’m on the money route, you won’t eat
I’m screamin’ free Lil Cool, until he free
Fuck what you talkin’ bout’
I pull up where you sleep
Ain’t talkin’ Mickey Mouse
I kill you bout’ that cheese
Can’t take no losses now, I’m winnin’ homie
I got family they dependin’ on me

Fuck what you talkin’ bout’
Ain’t talkin’ Mickey Mouse
I kill you bout’ that chee-
Can’t take no losses now, I’m winnin’ homie
I got family they dependin’ on me

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