Kozzie Kellz - Simpsons

Aye
Yeah
What
Yeah
Aye
Yea
300
Yea

Yellow gold chains looking like the simpsons
I don't want no apple juice so shorty made me lipton
Meet me in the lobby baby pull up to the hilton
Got them big guns taller than a building
Stack with all ones
Falling from the ceiling
Make a killing
Grind hard making millions
So whats the deal then
Why you in your feelings
Im 21 no savage
I don't got no children

Feel like winter time
On my neck and wrist
Im the shit
Too legit to quit
Posted on them bricks
Got my young boys
No nba
Tearing down your strip
When i pop out
Making all the hating niggas sick
Hop in the wraith and go fast
Double R's on the dash
Like a rocket ima blast off
Im in the streets like asphalt
These niggas be broke
No cash at all
Diamonds bouncing
Like a basketball
Pussy wetter than
A water fall
I do what i want
Fuck the court of law
I be dogging hoes
Never calling hoes
Pull up on them like a pimp
Make them get me dominos
Chill with her like 30 minutes
Then tell her i gotta go
In other words
If shorty spanish
Hit her with the adios
She just want the fame
All the ice
All the chains
Shorty so hypnotized
She dont even know my real name
She want them AP diamonds
She dont want no plain jane
She just trynna match my fly
She wanna be gang gang

Written by:
Kozzie Kellz

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