Kodak Black, L.O.E. Shimmy - Bounty lyrics

Zombie land, taliban man
Pompanola shit man, yeah man
Nigga know what it is man
I ain’t playin' with no nigga yeah man, ayy
(Vince, pull up to the stu' man) uh

I’m on fifth ave flippin' stones and trees
 post up and sold
I’m trippin',  grippin', booted up
Out my mind, glock fallin' down my knees
Get down on yo' knees, fulfill
My wants and needs, tricks up my sleeve
Uh, I got that Tec in here
Rappin' gon' take me there
But until then, I keep sellin' these P’s
Pocket full of G’s, but I’m bangin' Z’s
Rap don’t work then it’s
Back to sellin' keys
Never slippin', buy a choppa overseas
Perky got me itchin', just like I got fleas
I got straight Zombieland 'round me
Yo? What’s on his head
We gon' collect that bounty
I was so stuck in them
Trenches and jumpin' them fences
This rappin' shit found me

Them niggas fuck up my energy
They tryna doubt me
Don’t want 'em around me
How you think I got them racks
I’m straight finessin'
Spin a ben, SRT, you hear the engine
Wambino with it, I ain’t have to check in
Big ass 308, it’s rippin' through intestines
It’s Givenchy, oh
Booted off of perkies when I’m divin' in her
Buss down Cuban link
It make it feel like winter
When it’s time to murder, I get sentimental
Uh, I’m so gentle with her
Don’t know I’ma her
Skeeted in her, told her "It was accidental"
Don’t give me my flowers or give no cred'
Them niggas gettin' bodies, we dead
Man, free Baby since a lil cat boy
Spinnin' and splash, Cody turned to a pig
Them crackers put a band on my leg
Got a bag on my head
I don’t know what I did?
I’m spinnin' and rappin' and
Smackin' and trappin'
At the same time, I’m duckin' the feds

LOE shimmy my nigga, I say he a hitta
So don’t let the braces fool you
Shot a nigga in Pompano
Landed in Cali, already
They think I do Voodoo
I’m rockin' the SG sock
With the Yeezy slides, i’m zoolin' as usual
Don’t let these bitches use you
Niggas and bitches, they just wanna use you
I kept it goin', uploadin' on YouTube
Bitch, I don’t owe you, don’t know you at all
Ain’t no leechin', nigga, get you a job
Broke as fuck, I used to sit on the block
Dead broke, I was gettin' impatient
Capagold, I made plenty niggas change it
Lemme hold some' or bitch, I’ma take it
Fuck the opps, I’ll drop my location
Better not pull up on me with no pistol
Black ops, hundred round, quick shoot
Missile
Hundred round, ten seconds, hundred round
Ten seconds
Hundred round, ten seconds, popped
A hundred percs, nigga
Ten percs in ten minutes

I’m on fifth ave flippin' stones and trees
Post up and sold
I’m trippin', grippin', booted up
Out my mind, glock fallin' down my knees
Get down on yo' knees, fulfill
My wants and needs, tricks up my sleeve
Uh, I got that Tec in here
Rappin' gon' take me there
But until then, I keep sellin' these P’s
Pocket full of G’s, but I’m bangin' Z’s
Rap don’t work then it’s
Back to sellin' keys
Never slippin', by a choppa overseas
Perky got me itchin', just like I got fleas
I got straight Zombieland 'round me
Yo? What’s on his head
We gon' collect that bounty
I was so stuck in them
Trenches and jumpin' them fences
This rappin' shit found me