Project Baby

[Intro]

Ayy

I dont even freestyle, yeah turn it up a little bit (I dont)

It's Kodak nigga

And when my mixtape drop I swear to God, y'all gon' feel me

(?) like y'all feel me

Y'all feel this?

Project baby

Okay

[Verse]

Look, jit gon' hit a lick quick and he can rap (He can rap)

He play ball shoot them dice they like that (They like that)

How I tote that strap flippin' nicks they like that

Got outchea and since then, they been fucked up 'bout Lil Black

Keep my pockets fat, I love 'em like that (I do)

Get down see low game and crosstown and double back

Ayy Lil Kodak I'm from the corner

I'm from the Noya

Fam taught me how to hold that pistol straight and put it on ya

Project ho for a sight they put it on ya

Train 'em for some crip, suck ya up for some zona

Ralph Lauren Polo down Penny Loafers (Polo down nigga)

Love robbing niggas I got tired of the poker

Blowed basketball, (?) (Basketball)

You got me fucked up I blow this rap shit too

I done got back in school they say it's the right move

I do me and keep it cool

Since a toddler, I was brought up with that bottom boy knowledge

Turned a penny to a dollar

Wally taught me how to water whip, sticky palm olive

Was a jitt Like, look at all dem bubbles at da bottom

Project Rugrat, hung where they slung at

Copped an ounce dime bag by my nutsack

8th-grade goonin', 9th-grade foolin', 10th-grade coolin'

Might come out with a movie (Yeah)

Middle school, fool with that ball

High school, can't tell me nothing at all (None)

14 what I was shooting was not balls

'Bout to be 16 they gon' know 'bout you boy

He a jit, but he ain't gone run up on ya like no jit

'Cause he dead broke and he looking for a fix

He a fool with it but youngin he cool with it go to school with it

He gon' bring that tool in it

Cash for gold junky, ain't fucking 'round with no monkeys

Ain't fucking 'round with no beans

Ain't fucking 'round with no dummies

Them cougars on me, oh them grown hoes wanna throw they coochie on me

Just bring them social cards to 'em

Just from out the projects, they look up to Lil Kodak

I tell 'em (Take cover I'm 'bout to blow and they know that)

Get ratchet with it ooh I love going on them missions

Bring that ratchet with me and they be like Kodak you tripping

'Cause I popped a molly and I be happy on them missions

I get real retarded, slap a nigga with that pistol

My nigga fam put that beast in me and I miss 'em

Jaw-locked, mouth all twisted on them mission

Juvenile detention center, same lil' nigga

From a loser to a winner I'm that same lil' nigga

In a stolo, ridin' round dolo

Do all my shit solo! car smelling like dodo

Project baby