Maui Woop Lyrics Kodak Black

Maui Woop Lyrics: The song is sung by and has music by Kodak Black While Kodak Black has written the Maui Woop lyrics.

Maui Woop Song Kodak Black Details

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Music Comsposer Kodak Black
Lyricist Kodak Black

Maui Woop Lyrics Kodak Black

[Intro]
Yeah, I’m in Hawaii think—
Oh shit, man this beat here fire I ain’t gon’ lie
All I can think is X
All I can think of—
All I can think of is X, man, shit, for sure
Huh
I was in Hawaii—
Bitch, I’m still in Hawaii
I’ma try to bust me one of these lil’ aloha bitches tonight
[Verse]
I was in Hawaii thinkin’ ’bout XXXTENTACION
When them niggas shot me, I ain’t even feel that shit, I’m crazy
I ain’t never thought, die just like this bein’ rich and famous
I’m in Maui Maui, full of that juice and medication
I’m in Maui Maui, thinkin’ ’bout you and all my niggas
For everybody who lost they fuckin’ life to that pistol
And for everybody on that slab right now, my nigga, I’m with you
Behind these Jim Maui shades on, you don’t see my vision
I’m takin’ Percocet with the cereal
I wake up early mornin’ with my jewelry on
Like Frosted Flakes on my wrist
Nigga, Jesus piece, shit gettin’ spiritual
Some one told me to tell Isaiah to chill, dawg, “You don’t need to hit that lick””
Them niggas already know what I’m standin’ on
Fuckin’ with me is worse than fentanyl
My daughter one and she got a restaurant
My other baby mama gettin’ jealous now, like, “Fuck you, bitch, suck my dick”
She said, “You can’t pick between your babies”
I don’t give a fuck ’cause this my favorite, so far
2023, ain’t lettin’ nothin’ phase me
I’m in Hawaii goin’ crazy, no stop
Dyryk keep recordin’ me, no stop
I’m pourin’ up Codeine on rocks
I got [?] on Wock’
He over there nodding off (Hey, Dyryk)
You let me hold on your Glock
And I go home in your car
I got so much love for you, boy
Hold me down, I hold you up
We was at a hotel in Waikiki though
Fuckin’ these bitches after the damn shows, oh, yeah
Can’t wait to see you with your Richey on
Then when you pull up in that Lambo’, oh, no
I’m sorry, I didn’t make it, baby
Got stuck in Kamehameha
Mmm-mmm-mmm
Mmm-mmm-mmm
I’m gettin’ pounds of that bubble from the aliens for cheap
Treat lil’ dawg like my brother while he was hatin’ on me
Hit the town with that ‘bow, made a hundred thous’ in a week
I get down with that cutter, brand new sticks came off a tree
Tiger stripe Bottega, blowin’ up, volcano
Layin’ down, no blanket
Marni slides, gold anklet
Marni slides, no socks
And the fur came off a bangal
Jasmine look like Tyra Banks
Bad bitch in here layin’ naked
Thinkin’ ’bout XXX, if a nigga get ups on me, then I’ll let him take it
Keep that shit, now I’ll see you later
And that’s when I’ma make a payment
I’m in Honolulu eatin’ coco, yeah, yeah
I’m so SG, I’m with some more game

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