Kodak Black - Let Me Finish lyrics

[Intro: Kodak Black] At the end of the day b*tch, I'm the catch Yeah Treat a bad b*tch like she ain't one (Yeah) 'cause there's more of y'all where you came from (Uh) Treat a bad b*tch like she ain't one, 'cause she ain't one, fu*k it [Verse 1: Kodak Black] b*tch, treat a bad b*tch like she ain't one, 'cause there's more of y'all where you came from Treat a bad b*tch like she ain't one, I got more of y'all and it ain't cut You a cornball, you do lame stuff I'ma go hard, ni**a, say some' ni**as talk loud but don't say none' I'ma drawdown, fu*k a pain rush I'ma duck low with my main stuff All you dumb hoe's get me cased up I'm so cutthroat, get your face cut, and she su*k toes, that's a A+ Treat a bad b*tch like she ain't one, got a stuffed nose with me, take one Just got a stuffed nose with me, take one, I meant take one, I'll take one Put 24"'s on a Bugatti, nah boo, sorry, this a Wraith truck Got the coupe squatted like a workout You don't do molly it won't work out This a bool party, not a cookout I'm in the back ally playin' lookout And a K too, got a wee high When she ride on it, say, "Yee-haw" [Chorus: Kodak Black] Slow it down, let me finish, slow it down, let me finish Banana dick, baby, peel it back If I throw this money, better get back Slow it down, let me finish, slow it down, let me finish I don't smoke [?] on a Saturday I don't drive the 'Vette on a Saturday See the cops go the other way Slow it down, let me finish, slow it down, let me finish, uh [Verse 2: Hotboii] Slow it down, let me get it McLaren too fast Promethazine for the guys, pour the whole pint in it b*tch I'm a Z, give a fu*k 'bout no ex I don't care 'bout these hoe's, I be mindin' my business Uh, I got two watch on two wrist's And still ain't got time for you friendly lil' b*tches She drop the top while I'm whippin' it, whippin' it Got me on the I goin' [?] Baby no hands on the dick, go sloppy Don't talk crazy, I'm with my lil' thotty I tried to be slick and the ring done caught me How she ride the dick like we swervin' the oppa I pop me a perk, I ain't nervous, I'm nauseous I be observant and cautious, yeah Know I'm savage, treat a bad b*tch like she average, I got better I go Rondo, I go Jackson, like a math quiz I'll pass her Rocks on all of my wrist like I'm Saturn When them sticks go to swingin', I'm batter Can't come direct, sendin' shots on the low-key Pussy ass ni**a put that beef on the platter No kiddin', I said it, I mean it, woah No kiddin', I'm doggin' these b*tches, woah I'm in New York, [?] (Woah, oh) Protectin' my feelins', I don't visit these hoe's Killins', opps turnin' victim to Lord Switchin', that b*tch is like, [?] motor (Yeah, yeah) 'Posed to be zebra, you sellin' out Zami, it ain't no Z sh*t, what is your motive? (Yeah) What is your motive for this? Tried to snake out that cobra lil' head I wear that sh*t when I was broke I'm gon' be not sh*t now that I'm rich Every thot that I hit was her friend Every project I wanna advance Every rock in my wrist got a hit 'Cause I ain't dry, yes I'm drownin' for sh*t (Yeah, uh)