Sharp Vibes Lyrics – Kodak Black

Kodak Black has released a brand-new song titled “Sharp Vibes”. Penned by Kodak Black, and the song “Sharp Vibes” was produced by ​L Beats. This brand-new music video was released on August 19, 2024. Read the full lyrics to the song “Sharp Vibes” by Kodak Black.

Kodak Black Sharp Vibes Lyrics

I Want To Let Jesus Know
I Want God To Know For All The People I’ve Sold
All The Dough I’ve Sold
All The Meat I’ve Sold
All The Mothers That Cried
When They Saw Their Fathers Die
They Think We Fu*ked Up, You Real Had Money To Move

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I Ain’t Got To Pull No Point, Niggas Know I’ma Killer
These Niggas So Fu*ked Up, They Think You Broke, You Buy That
Say These Niggas Tweaking, I Told To Say Less, I Got That
You B!tch Be Fu*ked Up, Ain’t Got Shit, Ain’t Nothing But Pretty
He Don’t Care How Bad It Sit, But You Low-key Obsessed
I Told My B!tch, You Cheating, It Better Be Worth It
I Know I Keep Breaking Your Heart But You Better Not Hurt Me
And The Way That My B.M.B. Moves, It Pray For The B!tch
I Had To Turn It To A Bass, I Stay With The Stick
I Ride Candy Paint, Vert And Parlor
These B!tches Be Fu*ked Up, Gon’ Ask You For Seventeen Dollars
I Was That Fu*ker, I Ain’t Had No But Soup In My Locker
One Of A Kind In The Jail Bed, Wearing Another Nigga Boxers
Hoping To See Your B!tch, Gon’ Smell This Dude
See The [?] Event Then Want To

I’m Better Off In Alaska, Dark And Cold
For My Son No Girl Like Me With An Evil Soul
I Got Some Secrets I Want That Jesus Knows
Only God Knows All The People I Stole
All The Dope I Sold All The Peace I Stole
All The Moms Cry Cause They Make They Sons Die
Say, Been So Fu*ked Up Times, I Wonder Why
My Heart So Choked Sometimes, I Wanna Fly
Ain’t Seen The Come These Streets, No Time To Vote
Incarcerated, But It Could Be Way Worse

Babe, Would You Believe Me? You The One That Love Me
I Know I Fu*ked Up So Much Times I Make It Hard To Trust Me
But I Can See The Stars Through This Destroyed Roof
I Took It Way Too Far, I Killed This Whole Group
Even State Troopers Tryna Bloop Us All The Corners I’ve Been
I Know The Devil Gon’ Open For All The Shit I Sent
Wonder If I Die Sittin’ In Prison, Is It What I Get?
Whatever You, What I Get, Nigga, Leave My Brain On The Cement
I Done Made A Cup Of Milk, Went On A Cup Of Drill
Hit A Million Licks, I Saw Them, Gents, They Know I Make No B!tch
Even State Troopers Tryna Bloop Us All The Corners I Been
I Know The Devil Gon’ Hold Me For All The Shit I Sent
When If I Die Sittin’ In Prison, Is It What I Get?
Well That Be What I Get, Nigga Leave My Brain On The Cement
I Done Made A Couple Million On A Couple Drills Yeah,
The Men Lit, That’s All Them Jets, They Know I Make No Bids

And Any Clique I Ever Ran With, I Ran Them Shit
And All The Time, The Niggas Was Always My Lil’ Niggas
Them Niggas Ain’t Even One To Wreck, That’s Why I Was Right There
With Them You Think I Work For Ebay, The Way You Gon’ Get Your Issues
I Know Some Real Stuffers Ain’t Never Spent A Day In Prison
These Niggas So Fu*ked Up, Think They Gangsta, They Got Caught, You Didn’t
Me And Young Man, This State Of Mind, Fu*k We Burning Bridges
You Know I Ran Up In Your Eyes, A Kamikaze Mission

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