Super Rare

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Kota] Oh girl with the nice eyes Can I chat to you real quick? I'ma kick some real shit I feel like we both feel this Held me down I was down bad (down bad) It's only right when I'm back up (back up) It's whatever you want Consider it done I don't go no time for these hoes Only want what's good for my soul Put you in a house in L.A And now that shit be feelin' like home Dude she pick you up when you low Dude she warm you up when you cold Dude she give you peace then she don't Boy you better let the bitch go [Pre-Chorus: Kota] I feel bad for a lot of y'all She a one in a milli, I'm sure A lot of hoe shit goin' on They don't make 'em like this no mo Like Bam, ion gotta ball Give me love when the cash comes slow Got you then I got it all They don't make 'em like this no mo [Chorus: Kota] Two dollar bills in the safe, keep it safe They don't make 'em like this no mo O.G. one's not the retros nigga They don't make 'em like this no mo Analog girl in a internet world They don't make 'em like this no mo Polaroid, thirty-five-mil baby girl They don't make 'em like this no mo [Verse 2: Kota] In the Maldives nigga Y'all know a damn thing about me nigga Try to come back but you found me with her Fumbled the bag and that's sad In a hot spring taking a bag for straight gas I'd be dumb if I look to the past That shit trash Got wise so I watered the grass, don't look patchy She is spoiled, I ain't talking about cash And that's facts Real Estate girl it's whatever you want Build it from the ground, wherever you want Jealous of the jet-ski? Whenever you want it We can sip on wine Making love till the morning Two old souls We ain't acting new Get this bread bring it back to you Old school shawty, super rare Better be a class act if she after you [Pre-Chorus: Kota] I said I feel bad for a lot of y'all She a one in a milli, I'm sure A lot of hoe shit goin' on They don't make' em like this no mo I feel bad for a lot of ya Like Bam, ion gotta ball Give me love when the cash comes slow Got you then I got it all They don't make 'em like this no mo [Chorus: Kota] Two dollar bills in the safe, keep it safe They don't make 'em like this no mo O.G. one's not the retro ones nigga They don't make 'em like this no mo Analog girl in a internet world They don't make 'em like this no mo Polaroid, thirty-five-mil baby girl They don't make 'em like this no mo [Bridge: O'Shay] It's like Ive been struck by lightning Love's so blinding I'm reminded Of just how much you care for me Its clear to me No one can compare 'cause you're a rarity I'm so-o-o Glad you came my way I know-w-w That you're my saving grace Bras be in my face And I don't even care 'Cause our love is so rare