Slay Like Santa - Kodak Black

Stack that paper and and stay out the way

How many racks I could fit in the safe?

I'm a stepper, they know I don't play

They respect me like Santa, they know I'ma slay

Black bandana, it's tied 'round the Drac'

Fresh out the slammer, two kids on the way

I got manners, I nut on her face

I won't hide for nothin', I ain't hidin' for nothin'

Ain't no secret, I'm big boy thuggin'

Long live Honeycomb, I sold a brick on the ugly

On the block outside with cutters

Roll up an opp, straight fire up the ganja

I just need me a reason to snap

Since Honeycomb died, I put bees in the trap

Yeah, I got nine bodies, I'm a big boy stepper, ain't nobody better

My daddy name David, not Banner

By Monday, I'm changin' my schedule

She ridin' my dick on the chair and I'm hittin' her bare, panda

Beat her back in my only agenda

I just flew the lil' swoop from Atlanta

Yeah, I rap, but I'm really a scammer

Set up trap, got it boomin' in Tampa

I'm tryna show her I like her, so I keep sendin' her roses, Amber

I drop an ounce of that white, remix the clean, now it's dirty Diana

I'ma shoot out the Glock like a camera

My name Kodak, you know, like the camera

Too much pressure, that's all I'ma say

Everybody know if they play, they gon' lay

Killin' some haters again

Still made some paper in the pen'

Damn, he caught an innocent shell, yeah, I hope that don't count as a sin

Uh, I'm an all around stepper, my friend, Gucci down, Cartier lense

Damn, I should've cuffed the lil' bitch, damn, I let a lame nigga win

Niggas can't stand the rain, you niggas don't stand a chance

Chevrolet candy pink, I spent a band in the Benz

I'ma murk 'em, been lurkin' for weeks

I step in whatever, Dior on my feet

Ain't no nerd, but I love to geek

I don't lie, but I steal, I kill, I cheat

Stack that paper and and stay out the way

How many racks I could fit in the safe?

I'm a stepper, they know I don't play

They respect me like Santa, they know I'ma slay

Black bandana, it's tied 'round the Drac'

Fresh out the slammer, two kids on the way

I got manners, I nut on her face

I won't hide for nothin', I ain't hidin' for nothin'