Tae Cobain - Noosed Up Lyrics

Noosed up, iceberg flooding my new sons
Let the dogs out, it's a crew cut
Baddie outside, new bus, bag of new feel, no love
Noosed up, iceberg flooding my new sons
Let the dogs out, it's a crew cut
Baddie outside, new bus, bag of new feel, no love

I f*ck bitches that make supermodels wonder how I do it
Curiosi-D is killing pussy, I can prove it
You not an opp to me if you ain't pulling
Back to shoot it
Shit you talking, clogging up your catalog
Of music
All my friends dead, got brothers on the set

Finger on the trigger while your pinky on the send
Spending all that cheddar bob change on some light work
Couldn't touch a bag if it was laying in your bed (sweet ass bitch)
Never beat around what I go through
I just cook, pain tasting like nobu

(That's why your bitch) Let me eat it like soul food
You're old dude, some old type nose
Over dead weight, yeah, now I see clear
Pull me, pull me down the best way, you gon' get trimmed
Change my whole mood when I look in the mirror
Every time I do, I tell the devil I'm him

Yeah, grind to the belt, all bezel
Killing off rap, let me flaunt my metal
Broke motherf*ckers talking bout back then Now to get back to my opps back pedal
Noosed up, iceberg flooding my new sons
Let the dogs out, it's a crew cut
Baddie outside, new bus
Bag of new feel, no love

Noosed up, iceberg flooding my new sons
Let the dogs out, it's a crew cut
Baddie outside, new bus
Bag of new feel, no love