Lyrics Kodak Black – Maui Woop

Maui Woop Lyrics – Kodak Black

Singer: Kodak Black
Title: Maui Woop

Uh-uh-uh
Hey, oh, sh#t
And this beat Hellfire
I ain’t gon’ lie, all I can think is this

All I can think of is—
All I can think of is this
Man, for sure
Yeah, yeah

I was in Hawaii thinkin’ ’bout—
Just in Hawaii, yeah, yeah
I’ma try and bust me one of these lil’ aloha b#tches tonight, mhm
I was in Hawaii thinkin’ ’bout xyz Tentacion

When them n#gg#s shot me, I ain’t even feel that sh#t, I’m crazy
I ain’t never thought, die just like this bein’ rich and famous
I’m in Maui Maui, [?] medication
I’m in Maui Maui, thinkin’ ’bout you and all my n#gg#s

For everybody who lost they f#ckin’ life to that pistol
And for everybody on that slab right now, my n#gg#, I’m with you
Behind these Jim Maui shades on, you don’t see my vision
I’m takin’ Percocet instead of cereal

I wake up early mornin’ with my jewelry on
Like Frosted Flakes on my wrist
[?] Jesus piece, sh#t gettin’ spiritual
Somethin’ told me to tell Isaiah to, “Chil, dawg, you don’t need to hit that lick”

Them n#gg#s already know what I’m standin’ on
f#ckin’ with me is worse than Fentanyl
My daughter one and she own a restaurant
My other baby mama gettin’ jealous now, like, “f#ck you, b#tch, suck my dick”

She said, “You can’t between your babies”
I don’t give a f#ck, it’s 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 [?]
He over there [?] (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
f#ckin’ these b#tches after eleven 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
Mhm-mhm-mhm
Mhm-mhm-mhm
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 [?], made hundred thous’ in a week
I get down with that cutter, brand new sticks came off a [?]
Tiger stripe Bottega, blowin’ up, volcano

Layin’ down, no blanket
Mornin’ slides, gold anchor
Mornin’ slides, no socks
[?] came off a banger

Jasmine look like Tyra Banks
Bad b#tch in here layin’ naked
Thinkin’ ’bout that [?] if a get-up on me, and I’ll let him take it
Keep that sh#t, now I’ll see you later

And that’s when I’ma make a payment
I’m in Honolulu eatin’ coco, yeah
I’m so SG, I’m with some more game
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