Bossin' I take precautions, out with the losses
High senses got me f*cked up, I'm feelin' lost in it
She want that poison, she wan' be tossed in, it's no facade
I be the first one to tell you that you not shit
Lil' bitch, I'm mobbin I'm f*cked up
Ridin' in that four-door truck
Smokin' with the windows up, I can't even see out the car
I gotta fully loaded 45
No funny shit Colt 45
No mercy that's Cobra Kai
I'm feelin' hostile, wan' f*ck it up
Goth bitch she f*ck me good
I sit back and smoke this wood
You do the same if you could
I just can't stop
I'm fully gone
She pop it for me all the time
Pockets up they weigh a ton
Lock it down and f*ck it up
Lock it down and f*ck it up
Ridin' in that big black truck
Pistols loaded, pour me up
Talkin' crazy to the gang
Lil' bitch, you not shit
Get ya top split
It's a fine line between the place that you and I sit
Lil' bitch, I'm mobbin I'm f*cked up
Ridin' in that four-door truck
Smokin' with the windows up, I can't even see out the car
I gotta fully loaded 45
No funny shit Colt 45
No mercy that's Cobra Kai
I'm feelin' hostile, wan' f*ck it up
Goth bitch she f*ck me good
I sit back and smoke this wood
You do the same if you could
I just can't stop
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Bossin' I take precautions, out with the losses
High senses got me f*cked up, I'm feelin' lost in it
She want that poison, she wan' be tossed in, it's no facade
I be the first one to tell you that you not shit
Lil' bitch, I'm mobbin I'm f*cked up
Ridin' in that four-door truck
Smokin' with the windows up, I can't even see out the car
I gotta fully loaded 45
No funny shit Colt 45
No mercy that's Cobra Kai
I'm feelin' hostile, wan' f*ck it up
Goth bitch she f*ck me good
I sit back and smoke this wood
You do the same if you could
I just can't stop
I'm fully gone
She pop it for me all the time
Pockets up they weigh a ton
Lock it down and f*ck it up
Lock it down and f*ck it up
Ridin' in that big black truck
Pistols loaded, pour me up
Talkin' crazy to the gang
Lil' bitch, you not shit
Get ya top split
It's a fine line between the place that you and I sit
Lil' bitch, I'm mobbin I'm f*cked up
Ridin' in that four-door truck
Smokin' with the windows up, I can't even see out the car
I gotta fully loaded 45
No funny shit Colt 45
No mercy that's Cobra Kai
I'm feelin' hostile, wan' f*ck it up
Goth bitch she f*ck me good
I sit back and smoke this wood
You do the same if you could
I just can't stop
High senses got me f*cked up, I'm feelin' lost in it
She want that poison, she wan' be tossed in, it's no facade
I be the first one to tell you that you not shit
Lil' bitch, I'm mobbin I'm f*cked up
Ridin' in that four-door truck
Smokin' with the windows up, I can't even see out the car
I gotta fully loaded 45
No funny shit Colt 45
No mercy that's Cobra Kai
I'm feelin' hostile, wan' f*ck it up
Goth bitch she f*ck me good
I sit back and smoke this wood
You do the same if you could
I just can't stop
I'm fully gone
She pop it for me all the time
Pockets up they weigh a ton
Lock it down and f*ck it up
Lock it down and f*ck it up
Ridin' in that big black truck
Pistols loaded, pour me up
Talkin' crazy to the gang
Lil' bitch, you not shit
Get ya top split
It's a fine line between the place that you and I sit
Lil' bitch, I'm mobbin I'm f*cked up
Ridin' in that four-door truck
Smokin' with the windows up, I can't even see out the car
I gotta fully loaded 45
No funny shit Colt 45
No mercy that's Cobra Kai
I'm feelin' hostile, wan' f*ck it up
Goth bitch she f*ck me good
I sit back and smoke this wood
You do the same if you could
I just can't stop
Writer: Matthew Oviatt
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