[Intro]
Pesos Baby

[Chorus]
Who the hell is this man? It's Lil' Kodak in this shit
So what, so what, I'm still hittin' licks
I be in the studio, I'm dropping hits
And plus, guess what? I'm still hittin' licks

[Verse 1]
That rappin' put this Rollie on my wrist (Uh, huh)
I hit a lick and put some Forgi's on my whip
Stick and move, I'm on it every day
Run up on me, I'ma let it spray
Haitian boy, I'm riding with the flag (Yeah)
Bible on the mother fucking dash
Boy, I tear the street up when I pass
Skrt, skrt, Jag on ya' ass
Gettin' money, I be bossin' up my life
You a junkie, you just flockin' up yo' life
I'm in the field runnin' wit' my gun
Look at you, you walkin' wit' a knife
Kodak boppin' on the Mollies, I be turned up every night
In the trap house with my partners, then we out here shootin' dice
Boy, I'm still hittin' licks, I be with the shits
It's lil' Kodak and you know that It won't get no real than this
Crackas gave my dog a sentence, ended with a period
I'm so serious, Road Runner, I'm mysterious
And yo' girlfriend is a monkey, she so curious
[Chorus]
Who the hell is this man? It's Lil' Kodak in this shit
So what, so what, I'm still hittin' licks
I be in the studio, I'm dropping hits
And plus, guess what? I'm still hittin' licks

[Verse 2]
I'm in New York, I'm ballin' like the Knicks
Fourteen years old, I was baggin' on them nicks
Had the zone and pad, I re'd-up wit' the Crip
No Dorito bags, I'm all about my chips
Hittin' lick, I finesse your shit and take off wit' your shit
How I jump right through yo' window just call me Karate Kid
Real recognize real, n***a, it's so obvious
I got ninety-nine problems, I got zero tolerance
Dirty money, dirty filthy money, yeah, that sloppy shit
On that 'ngac, sippin' on that Brown, yeah, that Bobby shit
Keep that shit 1K, yeah, I still be clutchin' on my .40
He a phony, he is not my homie, I don't fuck wit' Shorty
And I'm on my way to my lick, he say he want a 40
My daddy ran away from me, somebody call Maury
Raiders hit the block, they pulled up right up on me
They was rollin' in a Taurus
You ain't hear my motherfucking chorus?
I jump right through your window and you know it
[Bridge]
It's Lil' Kodak Black
Polo to the floor
Sippin' on lean, I don't drink no fuckin' Moét

[Chorus]
Who the hell is this man? It's Lil' Kodak in this shit
So what, so what, I'm still hittin' licks
I be in the studio, I'm dropping hits
And plus, guess what? I'm still hittin' licks