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      Identity Theft

      Kodak Black

      Album: Dying To Live

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      Rippa on the beat, bitch 
      Fresh out of jail, but don't think I'm scared to go back, motherfucker 
      I still'll hit a nigga with that glizzy 
      If rap don't pop, I'm back to stealin' identity, I'm back to credit card theft 
      Back to credit card fraud 
      Fresh out of jail and Atlantic Records dropped that bag on me
      Yeah, them crackers just dropped that bag on me again
      Let me hear it
      
      Fresh out of jail, made another milli'
      And bitch, don't think I changed, 'cause I didn't
      I'll still'll hit a nigga with that glizzy
      If rap don't pop, I'm back to stealin' identity
      Credit card fraud, I'm in an Infiniti
      I just took my brother's charge like I am not rich
      I took my brother's charge like I ain't got shit
      I guess he ain't step up for me 'cause he ain't got it in him
      
      I'm walkin' 'round with fifty thousand in my denim
      And I don't trust nobody, I'm drinkin' snake venom
      And I don't like you nigga, man, I'm just sayin'
      I don't really like you bitches, I be just playin'
      Before I turned up off the porch, I was ready then
      Let's see if I can shoot the pistol with my left hand
      Type of nigga hit the party with my FN
      Type of nigga fuck a shawty and her best friend
      I be gettin' to the loot, I be gettin' it in
      Free my niggas eatin' soup 'cause they in the can
      Road runnin', gettin' money, I be pullin' scams
      Redrum, head huntin', nigga, what you sayin'?
      If you fuck with me, then why you got me doin' time?
      If you fuck with me, then why you got me slangin' iron?
      All these bitches on my dick, but they can't even ride
      Got my mama out the bricks, she ain't gotta cry
      Ayy, don't be fuckin' with my clique if you ain't tryna die
      I'm a Zoe, don't call me Slime, then you is not my kind
      I be steppin' on these niggas, I don't rest up
      I put my foot down on that bitch, she be like, "Yes sir"
      Free my nigga JGreen, took one for the team
      Hit the bank, I want no dubs, don't even
      Kodak Black, I don't fuck with cuz, cuz green
      Hit the slab, go and run it up, you know what I mean
      
      You know what I mean? You know what I'm sayin'?
      Free my niggas eatin' soup 'cause they in the can
      You know what I mean? You know what I'm sayin'?
      Free my niggas eatin' soup 'cause they in the can
      
      Fresh out of jail, made another milli'
      And bitch, don't think I changed, 'cause I didn't
      I'll still'll hit a nigga with that glizzy
      If rap don't pop, I'm back to stealin' identity
      Credit card fraud, I'm in an Infiniti
      Yeah, I just called Chief, he said that's not it
      You keep tweetin' 'bout a nigga, get your block hit
      I guess he ain't fuckin' with me 'cause I ain't fuckin' with him

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