Knots

Album cover art for "Knots" by Koujas

Koujas - Rap

Knots

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Duration: 2:11

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[Intro] (What do you desire?) Hey (Still on that elegant shit though, ya' know) [Chorus] Push up AMG Way too flee in a Chrome Heart tee She wanna fuck wit' me She wanna pop, pop this bean I got knots, in my jeans I get high, I smoke weed I get fly, I get flee I just popped like 3 RPs Codeine stains on my Japanese jeans I spilled that drank on 'em Ya' brudda, yeah, he on the stand We just pulled that button on him You say that's ya' hoe then go run some game Like fuck that fame brudda Talkin' my shit, I don't care who you wit' I'm fresh up out the gutter [Verse] Girl, you just a memory We not in lovе, pretend to be I smokе, I don't do no ecstacy I feel like we got chemistry Latina vibe and she my type She hop on the dick and she ride like a bike They talk on the net, all they do is type Fuck them, they just follow hype (Desire) She wanna talk 'bout breakin' up I wanna talk 'bout green My brudda'll real deal slimer Yeah, he gon' shoot when I give the green My soul was lost then I found ya' Fuckin' wit' you, is you fuckin' wit' me? He ain't drop no fuckin' lo He gotta act different for hoes Wit' my z, I'm wit' my zoe Dee throwin' his 4s Step back in my mode I'm back up in that zone She fuckin' wit' my cologne I just go put that shit on She wanna take it slow My faith up in this gen 5 Free my bruddas that face time She give me brain, give me FaceTime 6 in this bitch and he ready to slide on shit No he don't waste time My bitch a lil' brat and she stay throwin' fits I got the game up in a headlock I'm pourin' drank up on the rocks My money counter love to talk a lot [Chorus] Push up AMG Way too flee in a Chrome Heart tee She wanna fuck wit' me She wanna pop, pop this bean I got knots, in my jeans I get high, I smoke weed I get fly, I get flee I just popped like 3 RPs Codeine stains on my Japanese jeans (Desire) I spilled that drank on 'em Ya' brudda, yeah, he on the stand We just pulled that button on him You say that's ya' hoe then go run some game Like fuck that fame brudda Talkin' my shit, I don't care who you wit' I'm fresh up out the gutter

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  • Koujas