Non Believer Lyrics – Kodak Black

Last thing I wanna do is die in the middle of my crimeLike me have a shootout with some guys or leavin’ a lick if somethin’ go wrongOr in a disbelievin’ state of mind while intoxicated I don’t wanna die…

Last thing I wanna do is die in the middle of my crimeLike me have a shootout with some guys or leavin’ a lick if somethin’ go wrongOr in a disbelievin’ state of mind while intoxicated I don’t wanna die…

Uh, yeahBig SwervoThis shit gettin’ easy now, what time is it? (Uh)It’s 8:13 a.m. (Swerve)On foe’nem (Southside on the track, yeah)Ha, uh Ain’t been goin’ to sleep ’cause I been chasin’ MsThat’s the type of time we on, that’s the…

BrrSaare town vich khutti (Khutti aa), pehri Italy di juttiSaare town vich khutti, pehri Italy di jutti (Yeah)Town vich khutti, pehri Italy di juttiNaal ae jutti thalle rakhi ae jamana firdeThalle rakhi ae jamana firde Eh, munde hood vich (Hood…

Last night there was a love crimeI guess I’m takin’ the fallAll signs sayin’ I’m the bad guyWhen you don’t get what you want Te di el corazón y madres te valióMandé a la chingada a todos por tu amorY…

I bought an AMG to fill it with assesA Baby Jeeter, but make it churroPra-a-a-a-a-da blackI love strawberries Dark-skinned, but I’m fascinated by blondesOpposite poles, pure foreign babyI want loquea-a-a-a-a-arTusi on her lipstick, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah Serve me Green…

Me compré un AMG para llenarla de culosUn Baby Jeeter, pero que sea de churroNegro de Pra-a-a-a-a-daLas fresas me encantan De piel morena, pero me fascinan las güerasPolos opuestos, pura bebé extranjeraQuiero loquea-a-a-a-a-arTusi en su labial, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah…

Mercy on me, baby, have mercy on me (Mercy, mercy)Hurtin’ badly, I can see you’re hurtin’ badlyHurtin’, hurtin’, heyMercy on me, baby, have mercy on me (Mercy, mercy)I see you hurtin’, see you, please, have mercy on me (Oh-oh, ooh)(Mercy,…

I fall to piecesEach time I see you thereAnd I miss all our secretsSo tell me how you’ve been Lucchese the boots, checkYou can hear when I step, stepBought a Chevy and painted it redMoney long, it can’t fit in…

Cowboy CarterTime to strike a match and light up this juke jointOne-one-one by one, you hang them highYour hands are steady and you sleep at nightHow did you turn your heart to stone?I don’t want him back, but I can’t…

Bottle in my hand, the whiskey up highTwo hands to Heaven, wild horses run wild, ohGod only knows why, though (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)Rhinestones and diamonds both shine in the lightTwo hands to Heaven, my whiskey up high, oh (Oh)God…