Dirty Revolver (Explicit) - Kodak Black

Lyrics by：Melvin Raiford, Jr./Bill K. Kapri

Composed by：Melvin Raiford, Jr./Bill K. Kapri

Produced by：Another Wave

**** the Wraith I'm in a Chevrolet Impala

With duct tape around a dirty-a*s revolver

Real chick Versace jet for the charter

Make sure the vulture with me every time I departure

Yeah I ****** her good real good and I ain't call her

They said I'm being petty petty

I be ready like Freddy if a nigga got a problem

P***y nigga I'm ready ready

15 for a 9 piece

I swear it don't make no ************* sense the ***** a dime piece

Quarter mill' on a time piece

Keep it real then they change man you still don't surprise me

And niggas know not to try me

I've been spendin' then I bendin' to my people house in pine tree

Buck 50 let me duck it and dungeon

A bear's in the Benz and I'm seein' Jumanji

When they coming out with some new women?

'Cause the bad ******* not on that fetty fetty

And if heath really weath ************

I'm healthy nigga Dr. Sebi Sebi

Yeah little mix ***** with the hazel eyes I'm like

"Can I get your number?" her friends said "can he?"

She said "you Haitian and a Gemini boy

I already know you trouble but LOL text me"

Came through day block swinging like baseball

Shoulda had these things out gave their hood a paint job

Rip a nigga face off won't stop can't stop

By the time they check off this ho sayin' "take off"

Burn that **** Madoff been pressure since I came out

The womb I'm a ************* goon hey pop that boy ballon pew and zoom

Fredo in the dune you beef with me your doom

Flippa finna be zoom he comin' home in June

Thuggin' every June ain't no lovey-dovey do keep a Glock I get through

Snatch back and shoot off-white shoes the crack khaki too

Pop that boy balloon pew zoom she know I was a bug

I was born in June

Posted in the club blowing K2 fumes