Lyrics Kodak Black – Mystery

My Fendi belt is buckled where my pistol is
(My hip)
I gotta get it, bitches don’t mean shit to me
(Fuck that bitch)

My life a mystery, I’m a scavenger
I ride all up on the beat, don’t need no passenger
My girl from Africa ?
I’m rolling Cali bud
I’m smoking ?
You niggas characters, I’m talking Dr. Seuss
I wear binoculars when I jump in my coupe
My belt cost more than you
I got more bells than school
No, I can’t love you boo because that’s not what I do!
Finessing like a fool, I keep a strap or two
Got nothing for you silly tricks but some rabbit food
These streets is serious
Yeah, I’m mysterious
My swag ridiculous Kodak, get it up

My Fendi belt is buckled where my pistol is

My nigga Georgie acting monkey, call him curious
I jumped in my whip just like Fast and Furious
I’m on the cannabis, I’m pouring activist
I’m finessing taking trips I live adventurous
Boy who you think you is
You think you is that nigga
Goddamn lil buddy broke
I should’ve just ?
that nigga
I’m swimming in that money
Nigga cry a river
Who told her she a dime?
She a fucking nickle
I killed the beat, ooh she gon’ kill me back
I left them flow ass niggas
Got my money right
My swagger mean
But I ain’t nothing nice
I’ll headcrack a nigga like ?

My Fendi belt is buckled where my pistol is
(My hip)
I gotta get it, bitches don’t mean shit to me
(Fuck that bitch)
I failed history, now I’m making history
(Fuck that class)
Lil nigga got that bang, I feel like Hilary
(Wave the gat)
I don’t think they hearing me
I jumped up in my coupe
I’m on a mystery
Wait, I don’t think they feeling me
This the life of Kodak
It’s a mystery