11am In Malibu Lyrics by Kodak Black
Say, Lil Crix had told me to *** with this *** right here, so
I was in Malibu Canyon, this *** say, “8am in Charlotte,” but it look like what?
11 a.m. in Cali, ***
11 a.m., and I had the Lamb’ out there too
8 a.m. in Charlotte, but it was actually 11 in Malibu Canyon
I’m startin’ to understand that I’m a threat to these niggas and I was just playin’
And I got longevity, and it’s been longevity, and niggas been scared of me
From ever since I remember, that’s what the streets tell me
I don’t even care ’bout that *** though, I’m tryna get rich, ho
Who Boosta think he is? Who you niggas think you be?
Woke up out the door, in the whip, I poured eight (Pour eight, man, say)
Woke up out the door, in the whip, I poured eight
Fell asleep in the Ghost, thought I seen a *** face
Lil’ dawg say, “Before he let you shake ’em, he’ll snake ya”
And if the *** leave, then she gon’ send them folks, she waitin’
Lil’ dawg say, “Before he let you shake ’em, he’ll snake ya”
And if the *** leave, then she gon’ send them folks, she waitin’ for you, she go
Niggas pocket watchin’, *** peepin’ in my safe
Everybody tryna duck the reaper or a case
I ain’t got the time or the patience for a fake
I just wanna provide for my babies, make sure they straight
What’s a opp? My chopper got a extendo on the Drac’
I’ll drive the Lambo’ to San Diego for a paint
Why me and my niggas gotta fall out soon I get this paper?
Thinkin’ back to the fun times, ***, I wasn’t even straight
You from them ugly corners, this *** a beautiful disaster
You’ll have your head on a platter by the plate
Every time they wanna ask ’bout Yak, that *** get ’em
I sent brat on a hit, my *** came back gleeful
In a county jail, busted down, went well, me and Slate
Thinkin’ ’bout Jay and all the nights I had to turn reaper
In God’s hands
Be grateful
That He was there
Glory