Koi

(Ugh)
All these boys acting like they Chris Coy
I ain't even faking I'm a rich boy
(Yeah)
No thug, just not employed
Searching tryna fill up this void
Feeling this way get them destroyed
Making beats from Cali to Detroit
I see you ducking tryna avoid
Don't talk, you gone get me annoyed
(Ugh)
My boys hopping out the Chev truck
Beefing with me, oh that must suck
Obsessed with bread like a pond duck
I'm so icy, no hockey puck
Poly kid tryna get me on drugs
Ripped them out his chest, and washed out his lungs
Your voice annoying, kinda like Young's
And I'm shooting buckets like Kendrick Nunn
Acting so tough but you don't want some
Early morning pill got me feeling numb

Cocoa just picked up from Mackey Macs
Brody got me chicken and it Smackey Smacks
I'ma buy your trust but I ain't paying tax
Mad in these tracks, and that's straight facts
Hanging with my dogs like it's Mad Max
Rubbing off the pain I might double back
Eating up the comp, like my name was Pac
Gotta do something, I just can't relax
(Nah that's what I'm saying man)
(Bro shut up)
(Yo what was I saying um)

Just like they climbing we won't cut them slack
Come a long way that's on G-Lack
Playing blockheads and collecting flax
Messing with little bro and seeing if he cracks
Just for a second let me stunt my racks
Kicking it and we ain't playing hacky sack

(Huh)
All these boys acting like they Chris Coy
I ain't even faking I'm a rich boy
(Yeah)
No thug, just not employed
Searching tryna fill up this void
Feeling this way get them destroyed
Making beats from Cali to Detroit
I see you ducking tryna avoid
(Okay)
Don't talk, you gone get me annoyed
(Yeah yeah)



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Writer(s): Thomas Forkner
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