ShadeRoom
Damn
Damn
Yeah
Okay
Yeah
Aight
KOTA!
You say you wit' shit but you know that you not though
That bitch call me Papi fuck that hoe I'm wit' vatos
They wanting my cheese but I told 'em it's not yo's
It's like Roman Candles the way that we pop poles
You say you got top flows?
Boy them is not yo's
He holding a hundred like when Lakers get tacos
He mad at a brick like he Elmo wit' Rocko
But I keep it a brick, think they hot, but they not though
She wanted a bill told that bitch I ain't wizard
She wanted the chick told that bitch I ain't gizzards
Want green in my jeans like it's filled up with lizards
I shoot while I'm masked up I feel like a vizard
Or did I mean vizard? Get deep inside her
All in her mouth I can feel her incisors
I told her to chill 'cause that shit wasn't fire
Only way that it was, is if she had a lighter
They know KOTA the king so address me as sire
This choppa gon' sing and my guys bring the choir
Like I got smoker's lungs way that I breathe out fire
He gon' die with the heat like he put in a pyre
But I'm kicking this shit like my name KOTA Messi
Yo' bitch send attachments you know that she blessed me
You get mad at her, she claim that I'm her bestie
But you know the truth, that she playing wit' my testes
Boy quit that flexing
Choppa gon' beckon
Feel like a punch god, like I'm playing on Tekken
That bitch is a groupie get her out my section
She loving my status she need to quit checking
Four shots wit' the nick' like it's Mike in nine-five
You think that shit sweet 'til we sting like beehive
Like yellow lights slow down, you need to behave
'Cause we sting you allergic you'll be in the grave
Katana on my hip you'll get a close shave
You wanting my downfall well I hope you prayed
Want green in my jeans like they filled up wit' jade
Ain't got room for rumors ain't worried 'bout the shade
KOTA!
Damn
Yeah
Okay
Yeah
Aight
KOTA!
You say you wit' shit but you know that you not though
That bitch call me Papi fuck that hoe I'm wit' vatos
They wanting my cheese but I told 'em it's not yo's
It's like Roman Candles the way that we pop poles
You say you got top flows?
Boy them is not yo's
He holding a hundred like when Lakers get tacos
He mad at a brick like he Elmo wit' Rocko
But I keep it a brick, think they hot, but they not though
She wanted a bill told that bitch I ain't wizard
She wanted the chick told that bitch I ain't gizzards
Want green in my jeans like it's filled up with lizards
I shoot while I'm masked up I feel like a vizard
Or did I mean vizard? Get deep inside her
All in her mouth I can feel her incisors
I told her to chill 'cause that shit wasn't fire
Only way that it was, is if she had a lighter
They know KOTA the king so address me as sire
This choppa gon' sing and my guys bring the choir
Like I got smoker's lungs way that I breathe out fire
He gon' die with the heat like he put in a pyre
But I'm kicking this shit like my name KOTA Messi
Yo' bitch send attachments you know that she blessed me
You get mad at her, she claim that I'm her bestie
But you know the truth, that she playing wit' my testes
Boy quit that flexing
Choppa gon' beckon
Feel like a punch god, like I'm playing on Tekken
That bitch is a groupie get her out my section
She loving my status she need to quit checking
Four shots wit' the nick' like it's Mike in nine-five
You think that shit sweet 'til we sting like beehive
Like yellow lights slow down, you need to behave
'Cause we sting you allergic you'll be in the grave
Katana on my hip you'll get a close shave
You wanting my downfall well I hope you prayed
Want green in my jeans like they filled up wit' jade
Ain't got room for rumors ain't worried 'bout the shade
KOTA!
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Writer(s): Quintlyn Rogers
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