Fall Thru

By Kodak Black

Released on February 3, 2018

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[Intro]

20-year-old Kodak Black, real name is Dieuson Octave was arrested last night after an incident at his Pembroke Pines-

Rapper Kodak Black locked-

On parole right now-

And is unclear at this hour what's gonna happen with Kodak Black-


[Chorus]

You my girl, you my shorty

If I call on you, know you fallin' through shortly

I wanna be down with you, baby, like you are me

I wanna be down with you, baby, like you owe me

Is you makin' time for me, baby, like my Rollie?

I want you to ride for me, baby, like my woadies


[Verse]

And I goin' lie, I can't even focus

Lately I been stackin' all this paper like it's poison

Sniper Gang 'till I die, nigga, I ain't gonna forfeit

She just want for me to come and paint her like a portrait

She just want for me to put her up like she a trophy

Sellin' white girl, sellin' So, call it Sophie

Runnin' game like it's poetry

Young nigga chargin' to the game like a mophie

She FaceTimein' with a mean mug

Took her out a Punch Buggy, put her in a Beamer

My bitch name Tina but she bad like she Trina

I'm doin' me, drinkin' Tequila, smokin' sativa

I make time cause you my baby

Just like I'm bustin' out a AP

I make time cause you my baby

Feel like I'm bustin' out of AP

Feel like I'm bustin' out of AP

Keep me on hard

You make me go the hardest

Don't matter I fall

Pull up when you call me

When I'm behind bars, I be facin' charges

You the one I call, cause you keep it solid

You know I'm a catch you when you fallin'

Remember I used to have you in the projects

You gone fall through just like it's August

So I'ma pick up when you call me

You the reason I ain't go insane yet

You the reason I ain't lose my brain yet

You the reason why I stay sane

I'm poppin' out wit' you to hide the pain

I'm poppin' out wit' you to hide the shame

I never need a pill for the pain

You gon' fall through so I'll a make sure that you flyer than a plane

You gon' fall through so I make sure that you main squeeze

I had to make sure you my main thing

You gon' fall through so I pick up when you ring me

Late nights in the Noya

Flexin' in a Jag, hittin' licks in a 'Yota

That's the only reason that I had the 'Yota

She was fuckin' with me, I was with her way before her

When I was kicking doors and I was whippin' up the soda

Whippin' up the soda, you can call me Coca-Cola

She my Soulja

You my girl, you my shorty

If I call you know you fallin' through shortly

You gonna pull up like the Marshalls

Sniper Gang land on a nigga with binoculars

Pullin' up like on holiday we sittin' with the chopper

Holiday season we gon' ball like its Hanukkah

I'm married to this shit so sit back and get comfortable

Mama call me Bill cause we livin' like the Huxtable

I just wanna be down, wanna be down like you hold me


[Outro]

Make time like you my Rollie

Is you gonna ride like my woadie