Today Songtext
von Kodak Black
Today Songtext
Sorry, I don′t want to sound offensive
But today, I don't want to take no pictures
Today, I′m not Kodak I'm Lil Bill
Today, I don't give a fuck how you feel
And I don′t wanna go in front of no crowd
Today, I wanna tote my.40 cal
Sorry, I ain′t wanna take your mixtape
Sorry, I forgot it was your b-day
I don't give a fuck about your birthday
You ain′t ever tell me happy birthday
Today they gon' read my nigga verdict
Today I might post a Throwback Thursday
She wanna fuck with me because I′m Haitian
And that boy don't fuck with me because I′m Haitian
Fuck the fame, I be in my own lane paper chasin'
Road runnin, gettin' to the money I be rag racin′
I wanna fuck you too girl but I can′t
Your boyfriend ain't gon′ play my songs again
Well fuck it, you ain't gotta be a fan
Nigga is you a groupie or my friend?
Fuck your daughter, I ain′t comin to her party
I'm a be there Kodak boppin, acting rowdy
I don′t think you want me at her party, I might lace the birthday cake with molly
I'm in the mall, don't talk to me I′m shoppin′
Baby girl, your MCM be flockin'
Sorry, I don′t mean to disrespect him
But nigga, I ain't come to hear no lectures
Sorry, I don′t want to sound offensive
But today, I don't want to take no pictures
Today, I′m not Kodak I'm Lil Bill
Today, I don't give a fuck how you feel
And I don′t wanna go in front of no crowd
Today, I wanna tote my.40 cal
Sorry, I ain′t wanna take your mixtape
Sorry, I forgot it was your bday
I don't give a fuck about your birthday
You ain′t ever tell me happy birthday
Today they gon' read my nigga verdict
Today I might post a Throwback Thursday
But today, I don't want to take no pictures
Today, I′m not Kodak I'm Lil Bill
Today, I don't give a fuck how you feel
And I don′t wanna go in front of no crowd
Today, I wanna tote my.40 cal
Sorry, I ain′t wanna take your mixtape
Sorry, I forgot it was your b-day
I don't give a fuck about your birthday
You ain′t ever tell me happy birthday
Today they gon' read my nigga verdict
Today I might post a Throwback Thursday
She wanna fuck with me because I′m Haitian
And that boy don't fuck with me because I′m Haitian
Fuck the fame, I be in my own lane paper chasin'
Road runnin, gettin' to the money I be rag racin′
I wanna fuck you too girl but I can′t
Your boyfriend ain't gon′ play my songs again
Well fuck it, you ain't gotta be a fan
Nigga is you a groupie or my friend?
Fuck your daughter, I ain′t comin to her party
I'm a be there Kodak boppin, acting rowdy
I don′t think you want me at her party, I might lace the birthday cake with molly
I'm in the mall, don't talk to me I′m shoppin′
Baby girl, your MCM be flockin'
Sorry, I don′t mean to disrespect him
But nigga, I ain't come to hear no lectures
Sorry, I don′t want to sound offensive
But today, I don't want to take no pictures
Today, I′m not Kodak I'm Lil Bill
Today, I don't give a fuck how you feel
And I don′t wanna go in front of no crowd
Today, I wanna tote my.40 cal
Sorry, I ain′t wanna take your mixtape
Sorry, I forgot it was your bday
I don't give a fuck about your birthday
You ain′t ever tell me happy birthday
Today they gon' read my nigga verdict
Today I might post a Throwback Thursday
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