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Ammunition Lyrics
Artist: Kodak Black
Ammunition Lyrics
Ammunition by Kodak Black
I was standin' over a nigga, tryna find the benders
Corner graphin', like "Lil bruh, don't even kill 'em"
I got my heat on me right now, in the studio, chillin'
I'm rockin' VLONE and the V stands for very vicious
I got the grip, I got the whips, I got plenty b**ches
I got sticks, I got clips, I'm havin' ammunition
Tell me how you wanna play it, I'ma get with you
'Cause I'm gon' find out where you stay and I'ma pay a visit
This an AR, but I hit a nigga close distance
In the middle of the KR, 'cause I'm comfortable when I'm in the trenches
I can eat or spend a band or I'ma spend a ticket
But either way, a nigga play, then he f**kin' get it
I'm a snipe, I get my man or his necessary
Me and Syk, jumped out the bands, went to jumpin' fences
And we ski's with the reas', all black dickin'
f**k you mean? I got Zs, we in Mississippi
Don't get yolked, we'll rope a nigga, like we linchin'
This that smoke that make you choke and leave niggas twitchin'
I got four-wheelers and Benji's, Rovers and Bentleys
I'm gon' stand over a nigga, let him see me grinnin'
Three-hundred a show and spent a hundred on the pendant
Just ten minutes ago and I be already bendin'
I'm gon' light me somethin' up, this ain't no f**kin' image
You know they call me Kodak, I might f**k around and film it
I was standin' over a nigga, tryna find the benders
Corner graphin', like "Lil bruh, don't even kill 'em"
I got my heat on me right now, in the studio, chillin'
I'm rockin' VLONE and the V stands for very vicious
I got the grip, I got the whips, I got plenty b**ches
I got sticks, I got clips, I'm havin' ammunition
Tell me how you wanna play it, I'ma get with you
'Cause I'm gon' find out where you stay and I'ma pay a visit
[NFL Tuewop:]
Make a nigga bend before you kill him, that sh*t a tradition
Blood in my eyes, on vulture mode, she f**kin' with my vision
I ain't droppin' no water, I'ma slang this dope and chase 'em out, it's tennis
And we strictly headshots, ARP blow off the nigga fitted
Bendin' blocks, sell a nigga dope, like a Jehovah witness
Lil' Tuewop, livin' life like a stripper, on all these poles, keep titties
The boss say it's smoke, we slice your throat, real cutthroat committee
Hollow dug in his face, ate 'em, ew, ew, gave him a buck fifty
We got armed and pills around, hella ammunition
Kidnappin' niggas in broad day, you know this sh*t get wicked
Done before this honor, mob ties, forever stand on business
Still in souls, thief in the night, reaper of the trenches
[Kodak Black:]
I was standin' over a nigga, tryna find the benders
Corner graphin', like "Lil bruh, don't even kill 'em"
I got my heat on me right now, in the studio, chillin'
I'm rockin' VLONE and the V stands for very vicious
I got the grip, I got the whips, I got plenty b**ches
I got sticks, I got clips, I'm havin' ammunition
Tell me how you wanna play it, I'ma get with you
'Cause I'm gon' find out where you stay and I'ma pay a visit
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