(Kota did that Bitch!)
Let go, Yeh, yeh (Oh my Gah!)
She really can never stop talking to me
I wish that I knew what she liked
She only come out of the house when I ask
She told me c'mon it's the dead of the night
I know he left handed
I'm holding his arm he tried to come sneak but can't hit with his right
I feel like this GTA five because I got a missile you know when I aim it's on sight
Blackjack
Know she like capping for fun she a- (Snapback)
She think I won't catch it she throw it back (Clap back)
Double AP, and I'm pushing his- (Hat back)
And I put on the suppressor (Woah)
He say that got my location
But never pulled up he think that he geo the guesser
She finna' fall of, she living so bad
I tried to stoup down but I cannot get lesser
"Baby come get me" (Hell naw)
That's what she said when she got tired of her man
No you can stay over there
Don't want that shit
I really get tired of the fans
He talk all that shit on the net, but when it got time he really got up and he ran
They say that I really can't do it (f*ck is you crazy)
I already did it times ten
F*ck it
Know that my choppa' not racist
I'm hitting niggas like crazy it's called Uncle Ruckus
You know what my brother just said
He told that if it can walk he just said he'll f*ck it
I think he allergic to smoke
I swear it can blow in his face and I know he will duck it
I'm sorry but you not a thug
Stand on your business you really got knuck if you buck it
Blackjack
Know she like capping for fun she a- (Snapback)
She think I won't catch it she throw it back (Clap back)
Double AP, and I'm pushing his- (Hat back)
And I put on the suppressor
He say that got my location
But never pulled up he think that he geo the guesser
She finna' fall of, she living so bad
I tried to stoup down but I cannot get lesser
That tough talk really be crazy to me
I see that you faking with me
I see y'all ass way in the back
Y'all body be aching for me
You can't keep it G with Real Kota (Man, say what?)
You know bout the murder she wrote her
She know I be up in the field
Knocking down trees I'm the original solider
Real Kota - blackjack Lyrics
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English
(Kota did that Bitch!)
Let go, Yeh, yeh (Oh my Gah!)
She really can never stop talking to me
I wish that I knew what she liked
She only come out of the house when I ask
She told me c'mon it's the dead of the night
I know he left handed
I'm holding his arm he tried to come sneak but can't hit with his right
I feel like this GTA five because I got a missile you know when I aim it's on sight
Blackjack
Know she like capping for fun she a- (Snapback)
She think I won't catch it she throw it back (Clap back)
Double AP, and I'm pushing his- (Hat back)
And I put on the suppressor (Woah)
He say that got my location
But never pulled up he think that he geo the guesser
She finna' fall of, she living so bad
I tried to stoup down but I cannot get lesser
"Baby come get me" (Hell naw)
That's what she said when she got tired of her man
No you can stay over there
Don't want that shit
I really get tired of the fans
He talk all that shit on the net, but when it got time he really got up and he ran
They say that I really can't do it (f*ck is you crazy)
I already did it times ten
F*ck it
Know that my choppa' not racist
I'm hitting niggas like crazy it's called Uncle Ruckus
You know what my brother just said
He told that if it can walk he just said he'll f*ck it
I think he allergic to smoke
I swear it can blow in his face and I know he will duck it
I'm sorry but you not a thug
Stand on your business you really got knuck if you buck it
Blackjack
Know she like capping for fun she a- (Snapback)
She think I won't catch it she throw it back (Clap back)
Double AP, and I'm pushing his- (Hat back)
And I put on the suppressor
He say that got my location
But never pulled up he think that he geo the guesser
She finna' fall of, she living so bad
I tried to stoup down but I cannot get lesser
That tough talk really be crazy to me
I see that you faking with me
I see y'all ass way in the back
Y'all body be aching for me
You can't keep it G with Real Kota (Man, say what?)
You know bout the murder she wrote her
She know I be up in the field
Knocking down trees I'm the original solider
Let go, Yeh, yeh (Oh my Gah!)
She really can never stop talking to me
I wish that I knew what she liked
She only come out of the house when I ask
She told me c'mon it's the dead of the night
I know he left handed
I'm holding his arm he tried to come sneak but can't hit with his right
I feel like this GTA five because I got a missile you know when I aim it's on sight
Blackjack
Know she like capping for fun she a- (Snapback)
She think I won't catch it she throw it back (Clap back)
Double AP, and I'm pushing his- (Hat back)
And I put on the suppressor (Woah)
He say that got my location
But never pulled up he think that he geo the guesser
She finna' fall of, she living so bad
I tried to stoup down but I cannot get lesser
"Baby come get me" (Hell naw)
That's what she said when she got tired of her man
No you can stay over there
Don't want that shit
I really get tired of the fans
He talk all that shit on the net, but when it got time he really got up and he ran
They say that I really can't do it (f*ck is you crazy)
I already did it times ten
F*ck it
Know that my choppa' not racist
I'm hitting niggas like crazy it's called Uncle Ruckus
You know what my brother just said
He told that if it can walk he just said he'll f*ck it
I think he allergic to smoke
I swear it can blow in his face and I know he will duck it
I'm sorry but you not a thug
Stand on your business you really got knuck if you buck it
Blackjack
Know she like capping for fun she a- (Snapback)
She think I won't catch it she throw it back (Clap back)
Double AP, and I'm pushing his- (Hat back)
And I put on the suppressor
He say that got my location
But never pulled up he think that he geo the guesser
She finna' fall of, she living so bad
I tried to stoup down but I cannot get lesser
That tough talk really be crazy to me
I see that you faking with me
I see y'all ass way in the back
Y'all body be aching for me
You can't keep it G with Real Kota (Man, say what?)
You know bout the murder she wrote her
She know I be up in the field
Knocking down trees I'm the original solider
Writer: Real Kota
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