Flirting With Death Songtext
von Kodak Black
Flirting With Death Songtext
(Zeuz)
I′ve been thuggin' as a child like I′m livin' in the wild
Look up and see the moon smile, you with me all the while
I'm comfortable in danger, grew up in juvenile
I love to play with bangers, I′m flirtin′ with the graveyard
Kiss my .45, just got it yesterday
I trust my AK, but I don't even trust my bae
I′m makin' murder plays, it put smiles on my face
To get a nigga murdered, I be flirtin′ with the grave
A nigga better not piss, if he try, he better not miss
A nigga wave his stick, I think he tryna blow a kiss
A nigga better not diss, he gon' be right on the list
Got somewhere else to be, so I ain′t fightin' with my fists
They hatin' for no reason, can′t even tell me why it′s beef
Just keep this in between, we ain't gotta make a scene
Shit was just a dream, never thought that I could blow
I mean, I knew that I could blow, but I ain′t think that I would blow
I'm a skillful guy, it ain′t like don't nobody know
My relations with that fire, probably die right in the No′
I need another soul just so mine can be relieved
Blood all on my sleeve
I've been thuggin' as a child like I′m livin′ in the wild
Look up and see the moon smile, you with me all the while
I'm comfortable in danger, grew up in juvenile
I love to play with bangers, I′m flirtin' with the graveyard
Kiss my .45, just got it yesterday
I trust my AK, but I don′t even trust my bae
I'm makin′ murder plays, it put smiles on my face
To get a nigga murdered, I be flirtin' with the grave
De la muerte yo solo me enamoré
Me hice rico en el año del 23
Todos los peines del .30 en mi 40
Veinticuatro millones yo quiero hacer
Quiero chavos azules del uno al cien
Todos los míos PF en Marabé
Todos los míos en la puerta del Marabé
Habla mierda y te hago desaparecer
Van a haber rosas muertas y un AK
Mucha droga y pistola, parezco un cartel
El primer latino que firma el gran Z
Moviendo la droga, eso es lo que yo sé
Esquivando a la policía y los fe
Generando más dinero que ayer
Medio kilo en mi muñeca
Carajito enmaleantado
Como si fuera salvaje, miro la luna reír
Estoy cómodo, calmado del peligro
Porque sabe que así fue que yo crecí
I've been thuggin′ as a child like I′m livin' in the wild
Look up and see the moon smile, you with me all the while
I′m comfortable in danger, grew up in juvenile
I love to play with bangers, I'm flirtin′ with the grave, yeah
Kiss my .45, just got it yesterday
I trust my AK, but I don't even trust my bae
I′m makin' murder plays, it put smiles on my face
To get a nigga murdered, I be flirtin' with the grave
I′ve been thuggin' as a child like I′m livin' in the wild
Look up and see the moon smile, you with me all the while
I'm comfortable in danger, grew up in juvenile
I love to play with bangers, I′m flirtin′ with the graveyard
Kiss my .45, just got it yesterday
I trust my AK, but I don't even trust my bae
I′m makin' murder plays, it put smiles on my face
To get a nigga murdered, I be flirtin′ with the grave
A nigga better not piss, if he try, he better not miss
A nigga wave his stick, I think he tryna blow a kiss
A nigga better not diss, he gon' be right on the list
Got somewhere else to be, so I ain′t fightin' with my fists
They hatin' for no reason, can′t even tell me why it′s beef
Just keep this in between, we ain't gotta make a scene
Shit was just a dream, never thought that I could blow
I mean, I knew that I could blow, but I ain′t think that I would blow
I'm a skillful guy, it ain′t like don't nobody know
My relations with that fire, probably die right in the No′
I need another soul just so mine can be relieved
Blood all on my sleeve
I've been thuggin' as a child like I′m livin′ in the wild
Look up and see the moon smile, you with me all the while
I'm comfortable in danger, grew up in juvenile
I love to play with bangers, I′m flirtin' with the graveyard
Kiss my .45, just got it yesterday
I trust my AK, but I don′t even trust my bae
I'm makin′ murder plays, it put smiles on my face
To get a nigga murdered, I be flirtin' with the grave
De la muerte yo solo me enamoré
Me hice rico en el año del 23
Todos los peines del .30 en mi 40
Veinticuatro millones yo quiero hacer
Quiero chavos azules del uno al cien
Todos los míos PF en Marabé
Todos los míos en la puerta del Marabé
Habla mierda y te hago desaparecer
Van a haber rosas muertas y un AK
Mucha droga y pistola, parezco un cartel
El primer latino que firma el gran Z
Moviendo la droga, eso es lo que yo sé
Esquivando a la policía y los fe
Generando más dinero que ayer
Medio kilo en mi muñeca
Carajito enmaleantado
Como si fuera salvaje, miro la luna reír
Estoy cómodo, calmado del peligro
Porque sabe que así fue que yo crecí
I've been thuggin′ as a child like I′m livin' in the wild
Look up and see the moon smile, you with me all the while
I′m comfortable in danger, grew up in juvenile
I love to play with bangers, I'm flirtin′ with the grave, yeah
Kiss my .45, just got it yesterday
I trust my AK, but I don't even trust my bae
I′m makin' murder plays, it put smiles on my face
To get a nigga murdered, I be flirtin' with the grave
Writer(s): Bill Kapri, Ernesto Cornejo, Derek Garcia, Joseph Scott, Leroy Hutson, Roger Anfinsen, Jesus Bobe, Sebastian Rojas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com