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Starter Kit歌词完整版
Starter Kit - Kodak Black
Lyrics by：Bill K. Kapri/Arin Jamal Fields/Joshua Patrick McQuiggan/Kamil Budek/Essiance Davis
**** touch souls
AJ
That beat touch a n***a soul
Wake up
Grab my lip gloss
Purse
And gun
Yeah
That's my starter kit
P***y-a*s n***a
You a lame
How you ordered ones
You ain't even throw that ****
Shorty so fine how she glidin' on down that pole and how she throw that ****
Talkin' 'bout sex on the phone
His **** got swole
He know I be throwin' that ****
Got n***as standin' on the block
N***as in apartments sellin' hard
Know some h*es that made a few M's late nights at Onyx goin' hard
In the streets
Can't be too real
They take advantage and break your heart
Got a street n***a payin' my bills
So I hold him down and play my part
Mulsanne with my mood change
I know two things
They can't **** with me
Can't **** with you
And I know I gotta put you first
You can't be number two
Just play your role
Get anything you want
Bae
If you actin' right
D**e was bad
I hit it with that one-two
Brought it back to life
Always lit
*****
We in VLive
Young n***a poppin' ****
Beamer
Benz
Or Bentleys
I can't decide
**** it
Old school Chevrolet
In the club doin' your thing
I made it rain like the weatherman
****** around
Got a lil' taste and I been cravin'
You Heaven sent
Tattoo tears for the pain
Make up tattoos on your face
And make sure it's plain as day
And **** what these haters say
You for the streets
I'll say today
I bet I'm gon' make you stay
You see the peace
You see the rage
Wake up
Grab my lip gloss
Purse
And gun
Yeah
That's my starter kit
P***y-a*s n***a
You a lame
How you ordered ones
You ain't even throw that ****
Shorty so fine how she glidin' on down that pole and how she throw that ****
Talkin' 'bout sex on the phone
His **** got swole
He know I be throwin' that ****
Got n***as standin' on the block
N***as in apartments sellin' hard
Know some h*es that made a few M's late nights at Onyx goin' hard
In the streets
Can't be too real
They take advantage and break your heart
Got a street n***a payin' my bills
So I hold him down and play my part
Too gangster for this ****
I might not never get no award
N***a fakin' in the club
Just ordered ones
Ain't even throw it
Been in the streets forever and ain't got nothin' to show for it
All it did was take my dogs and give me charges and left me scarred
The streets don't love nobody
But I still gave the ***** my heart
N***a think this **** a game
Don't even know how to play your card
In the back of the Maybach Sprinter
Bustin' dinner
Watchin' TV
And I fell in love with a stripper
Let me be your n***a
Let me be your BB
Wake up
Grab my pistol
Put on my VV's
Then I pray
Pop 'bout two
Three glitches
Then I'm ready for the day
I told all my *******
I got a girl and stay away
Shorty been playin' her part
So I ain't gon' do that to my bae
Wake up
Grab my lip gloss
Purse
And gun
Yeah
That's my starter kit
P***y-a*s n***a
You a lame
How you ordered ones
You ain't even throw that ****
Shorty so fine how she glidin' on down that pole and how she throw that ****
Talkin' 'bout sex on the phone
His **** got swole
He know I be throwin' that ****
Got n***as standin' on the block
N***as in apartments sellin' hard
Know some h*es that made a few M's late nights at Onyx goin' hard
In the streets
Can't be too real
They take advantage and break your heart
Got a street n***a payin' my bills
So I hold him down and play my part
