Letra de Starter Kit - Kodak Black

(Feat. VVSNCE)

(Shit touch souls, AJ, that beat touch a nigga soul)

Wake up, grab my lip gloss, purse, and gun, yeah, that's my starter kit

Pussy-ass nigga, you a lame, how you ordered ones, you ain't even throw that shit?

Shorty so fine how she glidin' on down that pole and how she throw that shit

Talkin' 'bout sex on the phone, his shit got swole, he know I be throwin' that shit

Got niggas standin' on the block, niggas in apartments sellin' hard

Know some hoes 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 nigga payin' my bills, so I hold him down and play my part

Mulsanne with my mood change, I know two things, they can't fuck with me, can't fuck 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

Dope was bad, I hit it with that one-two, brought it back to life

Always lit, bitch, we in VLive

Young nigga poppin' shit, Beamer, Benz, or Bentleys, I can't decide

Fuck it, old school Chevrolet

In the club doin' your thing, I made it rain like the weatherman

Fucked 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 fuck 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

Pussy-ass nigga, you a lame, how you ordered ones, you ain't even throw that shit?

Shorty so fine how she glidin' on down that pole and how she throw that shit

Talkin' 'bout sex on the phone, his shit got swole, he know I be throwin' that shit

Got niggas standin' on the block, niggas in apartments sellin' hard

Know some hoes 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 nigga payin' my bills, so I hold him down and play my part

Too gangster for this shit, I might not never get no award

Nigga 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 bitch my heart

Nigga think this shit 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 nigga, 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 bitches, "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

Pussy-ass nigga, you a lame, how you ordered ones, you ain't even throw that shit?

Shorty so fine how she glidin' on down that pole and how she throw that shit

Talkin' 'bout sex on the phone, his shit got swole, he know I be throwin' that shit

Got niggas standin' on the block, niggas in apartments sellin' hard

Know some hoes 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 nigga payin' my bills, so I hold him down and play my part

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