Scraight Kognac
Kognac on my breath I admit I'm kinda lit
I get more in my feelins everytime I take a sip
I just met a stallion wit a waist I'm tryna grip
I got gold on my medallion but she checkin fa my dick
I told ha hit my line n she said boy you think you slick
You must do this all the time but im just not that type a chick
I told her if I did I wouldn't come at you like this
I'm too stuck in my grind to entertain what don't exist
She told me what you think you is some type a wordsmith
I told her somethin like it that's just one of many gifts
I told her I can't fight it like the way you lick yo lips
She uttered mmmhmmm then proceeded to lick her lips
She playin hard to get like I can't pick up on the signs
Ion judge books by the covers I just read between the lines
She cracked a half a smile and said what else is yo on yo mind
I said how we base er'thing on look yet Luv is blind
Kognac on my breath I admit I'm kinda lit
I get more in my feelins everytime I take a sip
I just met a stallion wit a waist I'm tryna grip
I got gold on my medallion but she checkin fa my dick
I told ha hit my line n she said boy you think you slick
You must do this all the time but im just not that type a chick
I told her if I did I wouldn't come at you like this
I'm too stucc in my grind to entertain what don't exist
Long story short i got her number then I dipped
I texted her days after n she texted back who is this
I told her who I was n asked why she thought I was diff
She said cause niggas shoot they shot but you emptied the clip
I get more in my feelins everytime I take a sip
I just met a stallion wit a waist I'm tryna grip
I got gold on my medallion but she checkin fa my dick
I told ha hit my line n she said boy you think you slick
You must do this all the time but im just not that type a chick
I told her if I did I wouldn't come at you like this
I'm too stuck in my grind to entertain what don't exist
She told me what you think you is some type a wordsmith
I told her somethin like it that's just one of many gifts
I told her I can't fight it like the way you lick yo lips
She uttered mmmhmmm then proceeded to lick her lips
She playin hard to get like I can't pick up on the signs
Ion judge books by the covers I just read between the lines
She cracked a half a smile and said what else is yo on yo mind
I said how we base er'thing on look yet Luv is blind
Kognac on my breath I admit I'm kinda lit
I get more in my feelins everytime I take a sip
I just met a stallion wit a waist I'm tryna grip
I got gold on my medallion but she checkin fa my dick
I told ha hit my line n she said boy you think you slick
You must do this all the time but im just not that type a chick
I told her if I did I wouldn't come at you like this
I'm too stucc in my grind to entertain what don't exist
Long story short i got her number then I dipped
I texted her days after n she texted back who is this
I told her who I was n asked why she thought I was diff
She said cause niggas shoot they shot but you emptied the clip
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Writer(s): Brandon Williams
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