Paroles Land in hell Kodak Black

Land in hell

I'm on what I 'pose to be on
Know what I'm sayin'? I'm steppin' how I 'pose to step
Right over left, I send mine to Haiti
And land in Hell

I don't have to?sell?my?soul, I was?already a zombie?when they found me (know what I'm sayin')
I'm on my demon for real, I'm right over left
I don't want no sleeping pills, I'm up trying to catch
What the fuck you mean I'm on this meth I'll scratch something
I was at baby house, eighteen with a Tec on me
I was selling cookies, seventeen with a check on me
I hit the bookie told Brucie should bet on me
Why me and Letlet never made It official
Why would I let a nigga carry my pistol
I'm with the Z's I put a nigga on a zit list
He push my buttons one more time I'm a zip 'em
Everybody laughed at me but do you want a mirror
Sometimes I get to thinking God left me with him
I think he neglected me, but sometimes I hear him
I can hear him telling me, "Jacoby my real one"
I get to geeking like its about to be chow time
I told the snipers pull up on me at Mama house
You get it done they say, but you don't go do it
It's all the same but stop trying to play like you do it
If you in the game, you tryna shoot past Boosie
And Bobo say "Kodak I think you can do it"
What's all this dissing about, thought you were a dog of mine
I'm breaking in a house, I'm cutting off the power line
Hey throw that cigarette away you look stupid
We was in the range I taught you how to smoke toonchie
I'm on some new shit in life, you ain't included
You wished to be like me, you really a groupie
The heartless felons say it's freezing in Cleveland
They count on me to do the stepping strategic
And before I lie, I get in zombie position
All of the drama has been clouding my vision
Me and the squad have been going through a division
Inshallah, I'll make it right for this Christmas, uh
Say I pray, always got a plan for me different
You can die by my way trying to link with these bitches
Ain't nothing I hate more than hoes trying to be niggas
They hold my weight, going to get more high than these niggas
Lord knows I ain't got no business on these jiggas
In my past life, I think Sosa was my family member
I'm trying to fall back in love with Percs and Promethazine
I don't know why I smoke a lot of methamphetamine

Listen to what they don't say
Bitch, fuck what you telling me?
Gotta get rich so my big cousin Jay Dirty can stop selling clean
Hollywood ain't for a nigga
Rather go live in the polka bean
Fuck nigga gone make me kill him
Rock that boy in his rolly jean
Goofy nigga rocking ones tonight
Poor-ass ho, we already know it's sheen
Why would I let you hold my pipe?
How you gon' know when I know to squeeze?
Only scene rocking soldier reeves
Dropping dick in her ovaries
Only time I'm left over right
When I'm taking pictures and I throw the Z