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Bodak Yellow
Kodak Black Lyrics


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Ayy, ayy, you know, you know why I fuck with Cardi B?
'Cause they be thinkin', they be thinkin' both of us crazy and shit
Like this sound like some, some, some, Bodak Orange shit
Or some, some Kodak Orange shit, man, like, ayy

Said lil' bitch, you can't fuck with me if you wanted to (ayy, ayy, ayy)
These expensive, these is red bottoms, these is bloody shoes (yah, yah, they're bloody shoes, bloody shoes)
Hit the store, I can get 'em both, I don't wanna choose (yah, yah, yah, wanna choose, ayy)
And I'm quick, cut a nigga off, so don't get comfortable, look (woo! yah, yah, yah, bih', don't get comfortable, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I don't dance now, I make money moves (yeah bih', I make money moves, ayy)
Said I don't gotta dance, I make money moves, (woo!, bih, I make money moves, ayy, ayy, ayy)
If I see you and I don't speak, that means I don't fuck with you (nigga, I don't fuck with you, ayy, I don't fuck with you)
I'm a boss, you a worker, bitch, I make bloody moves (yah, I make money moves)

I ain't worried 'bout her, that's an old ho
You thought I was comin' with my old flow
Kodak ain't come to take no photo
I don't even pull up in a four door
I just hit a lick, hit the lotto
All my life smokin' on JoJo
He was just posted up with dough though
Now he gettin' slammed by the popo
Thuggish, buggish, ruggish shit
I can't leave the streets, I love this shit
Never gave a shit 'bout a messy bitch
I ain't never take a risk for a petty lick
I'm at Digital Heights and I'm goin' on a heist
Dead presidents, John Kennedy
Dead presidents, pockets Mount Everest
When I step on the scene it's a felony (yeah, yeah)
Christian Louboutin (yeah)
These ain't Louis Vuittons (huh)
Hit a Kodak Bop on nae nae
I wanna top me a Nae Nae
Now I'm in a white whip, no mayonnaise
Stole a new car for me, Audi A8
Cardi B brought the beat, told me re-rock the heat
Try me, I'll do the race like I'm Tay-K
It ain't no flockin' over here, lil' buddy
All of us zombies over here, lil' buddy
All of us robbin' 'cause we love your money
Got our own money, but we love your money
Crack a nigga's head wide open like a pumpkin
Jaguar F-Type orange like a pumpkin
Young nigga, I got old hundreds
Smokin' K2 with my bumpkins (woo!)

Lil' bitch, you can't fuck with me if you wanted to (woo!)
These expensive, these is red bottoms, these is bloody shoes (woo, woo!)
Hit the store, I can get 'em both, I don't wanna choose
And I'm quick, cut a nigga off, so don't get comfortable, look (ayy, woo!)
I don't dance now, I make money moves (ayy, ayy)
Said I don't gotta dance, I make money moves (woo!)
If I see you and I don't speak, that means I don't fuck with you
I'm a boss, you a worker, bitch, I make bloody moves (bloody moves, bloody moves, bloody moves)

Overall Meaning

In Kodak Black's song "Bodak Yellow," the artist praises Cardi B for both of them being perceived as crazy by others. He likens the sound of the song to "Bodak Orange" or "Kodak Orange" to represent the boldness and importance of their messages. The main lyrics of the song focus on Cardi B establishing her wealth and power, explaining that no one can "fuck with" her and her expensive, red bottom shoes. She emphasizes her ability to purchase whatever she wants and her quickness to cut off anyone who does not fit into her life or business goals. She emphasizes that she does not dance but instead makes "money moves," indicating that her focus is on building her empire.


Throughout the lyrics, Kodak Black contributes additional verses that highlight his own talent and boldness. He notes that he does not come for photos, but rather to make real money. He boasts of his comfortable street lifestyle that includes smoking weed, and he discusses his willingness to commit crimes to get ahead. The lyrics emphasize the artists' shared understanding of the difficulties faced by people in their community and that they will do whatever it takes to move forward.


Line by Line Meaning

Ayy, ayy, you know, you know why I fuck with Cardi B?
I fuck with Cardi B because people think both of us are crazy.


Said lil' bitch, you can't fuck with me if you wanted to (ayy, ayy, ayy)
I'm too good for you, you can't fuck with me.


These expensive, these is red bottoms, these is bloody shoes (yah, yah, they're bloody shoes, bloody shoes)
My shoes are expensive and red, like blood. I leave bloody footprints.


Hit the store, I can get 'em both, I don't wanna choose (yah, yah, yah, wanna choose, ayy)
I can afford both shoes, so I don't have to choose.


And I'm quick, cut a nigga off, so don't get comfortable, look (woo! yah, yah, yah, bih', don't get comfortable, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I will cut you out of my life quickly, so don't get too comfortable.


I don't dance now, I make money moves (yeah bih', I make money moves, ayy)
I don't dance, I make moves to make money.


If I see you and I don't speak, that means I don't fuck with you (nigga, I don't fuck with you, ayy, I don't fuck with you)
If I ignore you, it means I don't like you or want anything to do with you.


I'm a boss, you a worker, bitch, I make bloody moves (yah, I make money moves)
I'm a boss and you're a worker. I make moves that make money and leave a trail of blood.


I ain't worried 'bout her, that's an old ho
I'm not worried about that girl, she's a former prostitute.


Kodak ain't come to take no photo
I'm not here to take pictures or pose for photos.


All my life smokin' on JoJo
I've been smoking weed my whole life.


When I step on the scene it's a felony (yeah, yeah)
My presence is a crime (in a good way).


Christian Louboutin (yeah)
I wear Christian Louboutin shoes.


These ain't Louis Vuittons (huh)
My shoes aren't Louis Vuitton.


I wanna top me a Nae Nae
I want to have sex with a girl named Nae Nae.


Now I'm in a white whip, no mayonnaise
I'm driving a white car, but it's not boring.


Cardi B brought the beat, told me re-rock the heat
Cardi B gave me the instrumental and told me to make it hot.


Try me, I'll do the race like I'm Tay-K
If you test me, I'll run the streets like Tay-K.


All of us zombies over here, lil' buddy
We're all like zombies over here, just trying to get money.


Crack a nigga's head wide open like a pumpkin
I'll hit you so hard, your head will crack like a pumpkin.


Lil' bitch, you can't fuck with me if you wanted to (woo!)
I'm too good for you, you can't compete with me.


And I'm quick, cut a nigga off, so don't get comfortable, look (ayy, woo!)
I will cut someone out of my life quickly, so don't trust me too much.


I don't dance now, I make money moves (ayy, ayy)
I don't dance anymore, I focus on making money moves.


Said I don't gotta dance, I make money moves (woo!)
I don't need to dance to make money moves, I'm already successful.


I'm a boss, you a worker, bitch, I make bloody moves (bloody moves, bloody moves, bloody moves)
I'm a boss, you're a worker. My moves make money and leave a trail of blood.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Anthony G. White, Belcalis Almanzar, Dieuson Octave, Jordan Kyle Lanier Thorpe, Klenord Raphael, Laquan Jarmal Green

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