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Lyrics Kodak Black No Meds

[Hook/Chorus]
I’m grinding, I can’t even get no rest
I’m vibing, I ain’t even take my meds
Everybody like (what the f–k going on in your head)
I’m from Broward County, but not the same place as X
Yeah, I just f—-d my ex b—h on that X
Say she miss me and she wanna get in my chest
Say she miss me when I used to have my dreads
And my n—-s miss when I ain’t had no bread

[Verse 1]
Say she love me but I know that it’s a test
I don’t know how to answer that so I know I might hit her ear
I don’t wanna do no quits
I just wanna get a little dismissed
Why it gotta come to this?
I just wanna shoot the s—s
Say she pray to let me f–k so I can feed the kids
I know you don’t like me when I run up so I can spit you
I’m tired of getting money cause all I do is get it
I went to sleep on stage, woke up and did another gig
Came home and did a b—h, came home and did another b—h
I don’t watch no sports no more cause all they s–t be rigged
I’m doing too much, I got 30 in my clear
You shooting too much meth, that n—a already dead
My little lady like (Zaddy where you been)
I ain’t yo daddy, but I prefer that ain’t a scare
I went to TV and put VVS on my set
So when you see me, you know he be getting checks

[Hook/Chorus]
I’m grinding, I can’t even get no rest
I’m vibing, I ain’t even take my meds
Everybody like (what the f–k going on in your head)
I’m from Broward County, but not the same place as X
Yeah, I just f—-d my ex b—h on that X
Say she miss me and she wanna get in my chest
Say she miss me when I used to have my dreads
And my n—-s miss when I ain’t had no bread

[Verse 2]
My n—a miss when I was still on the corner
Yeah, my n—-s miss when I was in New York
Yeah, my n—-s miss me when I was selling ‘Yota crack
(I watched him go up, now they call him Kodak Black!)
I f—-d her in the a-s then I s—–d on her
Ay, I skeeted on her face and then I hit it on her
Ay, I ain’t take my prescriptions in a whole month
And I’m on my b——t, I’m about to go nuts
I was doing time and then detective showed up
Asked him about a murder, I told him (I don’t know nothing)
Y’all can call my lawyer, by the way, I got 4 of ’em
That money calling, by the way, I got 4 numbers

[Interlude]
Hello?
Man, you tripping, man, you know I ain’t go no more, umm, s–t, it’s whatever, umm, send me 4 of ’em!

[Hook/Chorus]
I’m grinding, I can’t even get no rest
I’m vibing, I ain’t even take my meds
Everybody like (what the f–k going on in your head)
I’m from Broward County, but not the same place as X
Yeah, I just f—-d my ex b—h on that X
Say she miss me and she wanna get in my chest
Say she miss me when I used to have my dreads
And my n—-s miss when I ain’t had no bread

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