Here are the lyrics to Kodak Black Black Cat. Black Cat Directed by Wavylord, and shot at his home due to him being on house arrest still, Kodak throws on the ski mask and raps about being “focused on his future and not dwelling on the past,” just as he spits on the hook. Listen and read the lyrics below.
Quotable Lyrics.
Feel like somebody put a cast on my ass
Im dropping bad luck I pull up in a black Jag
Cant fit these shoes these 7 and a half
Im focused on my future I aint dwelling on my past
BLACK CAT LYRICS.
[Hook]
Feel like somebody put a cast on my ass
I’m dropping bad luck, I pull up in the black Jag
Can’t fit these shoes, it’s seven and a half
I’m focused on my future, I ain’t dwelling on the past
Feel like somebody put a cast on my ass
I’m dropping bad luck, I pull up in the black Jag
Can’t fit these shoes, it’s seven and a half
I’m focused on my future, I ain’t dwelling on the past
Same night me and [?] took the [?]
[?], Balenciaga, snapping like I lost a fucking crab
They [?] the helicopter, I don’t want y’all to think I’m trying to flex
Nigga, what’s your f’n problem? I’m on that f’n vodka, smoking gas
Yeah, beep, beep, I’m the nigga road running to that cash
Fuck a frisbee, I’ll Spank? bend a nigga like [?]
Fuck my daddy, I can’t believe I nutted out your sack
Fuck my daddy nigga, it’s me and my momma sons like I’m Steve Nash
I made my son king, put this crown on, fuck a ski mask
I swear to god [?] when this heat blast
Type it like a spacebar, fuck a keypad, think I keep that MAC
Hot shifter, can’t control my pace, command, delete his ass
[Hook]
Feel like somebody put a cast on my ass
I’m dropping bad luck, I pull up in the black Jag
Can’t fit these shoes, it’s seven and a half
I’m focused on my future, I ain’t dwelling on the past
Feel like somebody put a cast on my ass
I’m dropping bad luck, I pull up in the black Jag
Can’t fit these shoes, it’s seven and a half
I’m focused on my future, I ain’t dwelling on the past
I’m hooked on phonics, hooked on Phoenix balling like I’m Steve Nash
Promise you ain’t see me, I was in Buffalo with Ray
How you finna cut the [?] y’all just [?]
In Charlotte, made a movie with that poker, left a scab
In Raleigh, fell in love with fraud, [?] on that [?]
Steady scheming, burying cheese and burying pieces in the grass
Controversy between the both supremacies, they gone be mad
Martin Luther King, last night I had a dream about his ass
No Rosa Parks, them shooters posted in the back
Nelson Mandela, rocking Maison Margielas, remember wearing Shaqs
Life’s a gamble, play the hands they dealt me I’m a [?] the black jack
In the Jaguar XF, putting a spell on you late night in the black cat
[Hook]
Feel like somebody put a cast on my ass
I’m dropping bad luck, I pull up in the black Jag
Can’t fit these shoes, it’s seven and a half
I’m focused on my future, I ain’t dwelling on the past
Feel like somebody put a cast on my ass
I’m dropping bad luck, I pull up in the black Jag
Can’t fit these shoes, it’s seven and a half
I’m focused on my future, I ain’t dwelling on the past
