Kola Nut Interlude
The way that she looking at me
Swear that it's bon appetite
I just got hold of the hold up
I finna pop like a soda
She off the white like it's cola
I'm going nuts like a kola
Seen him in person he froze up
Came back around like a doughnut
They say I switch the flow
But ain't flipping no switch
I always been had it
(I just let you have it)
You niggas dramatic
(Just like movies)
It's just me and cabbage
(Yea my boy)
I sauce on the beat
I got boys from the creek
I got secrets to keep
Baby you turning blue
Should I call you mystique
Yea I'm sick with the flu
Should I go quarantine yea
They say money gon make me different
Why you up in your feelings
Hate in your heart need healing
On the way to the top you chilling
I'm not waiting to drop I'm building
You hear the bass through the roof through the ceiling
We on our way finna move Independent
Only in to you baby ain't in to these women
The way that she looking at me
Swear that it's bon appetite
I just got hold of the hold up
I finna pop like a soda
She off the white like it's cola
I'm going nuts like a kola
Seen him in person he froze up
Came back around like a doughnut
The way that she looking at me
Swear that it's bon appetite
I just got hold of the hold up
I finna pop like a soda
She off the white like it's cola
I'm going nuts like a kola
Seen him in person he froze up
Came back around like a doughnut
Swear that it's bon appetite
I just got hold of the hold up
I finna pop like a soda
She off the white like it's cola
I'm going nuts like a kola
Seen him in person he froze up
Came back around like a doughnut
They say I switch the flow
But ain't flipping no switch
I always been had it
(I just let you have it)
You niggas dramatic
(Just like movies)
It's just me and cabbage
(Yea my boy)
I sauce on the beat
I got boys from the creek
I got secrets to keep
Baby you turning blue
Should I call you mystique
Yea I'm sick with the flu
Should I go quarantine yea
They say money gon make me different
Why you up in your feelings
Hate in your heart need healing
On the way to the top you chilling
I'm not waiting to drop I'm building
You hear the bass through the roof through the ceiling
We on our way finna move Independent
Only in to you baby ain't in to these women
The way that she looking at me
Swear that it's bon appetite
I just got hold of the hold up
I finna pop like a soda
She off the white like it's cola
I'm going nuts like a kola
Seen him in person he froze up
Came back around like a doughnut
The way that she looking at me
Swear that it's bon appetite
I just got hold of the hold up
I finna pop like a soda
She off the white like it's cola
I'm going nuts like a kola
Seen him in person he froze up
Came back around like a doughnut
Credits
Writer(s): Chad Adegbesan
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