Kid Cosmo - Chop Stick

Ayy!
Slatt, slatt!
Yuh

Pull up with the chop sticks
I'm wettin' your block
Gold on my wrist, boy
It tick and it tock
Chillin' on the street with a glock in my sock
I got my back, had no TV to watch
Bitch
I am not normal
I might be immortal
Go up to space
I might fly through a portal
And write down my thoughts like I'm keepin' a journal
I got this girl soaked like she filming a porno
Smell like vanilla, that's my fav aroma
I spit so much fire, you might call me Chroma
My niggas ready, they right 'round the corner
I don't sleep for days, when I do it's a coma

Feelin' so geeked, I'm a nerd now yea
A nigga so high, I'm a bird now yea
Feelin' so geeked, I'm a nerd now yea
A nigga so high, I'm a bird now yea
Okay

Living my vision like oculus rift
And I'm making decisions, no longer a kid
You make me livid, I might throw a fit
No I'm not Asian but stay with a stick
No I'm not Asian but stay with a stick bitch, uh
Stay with a stick bitch, uh
Stay with a stick bitch, uh
Stay wit a stick
We stay with them sticks and got dope in the couch
Don't fuck with my niggas, they don't play around
Feeling good so a nigga gon' smile
If you fuck it up, then some shit's going down
I cut myself, not afraid to cut you
Cosmo a lil' crazy, if only you knew
Don't know what could happen like the Land of Ooo
Gotta bad bitch and pink pussy like Mew
I gotta bitch and she white, ay
She be my girl for the night, ay
She like the way that I rhyme, ay
She like the way that I write
Okay
Switchin' my flows but can't switch on the gang
You bitches hoes, only here to get banged
She wearin' a two piece, she look like a groupie
I gave her some dick, now she act like she knew me
Yuh
Whoa
Gave her some dick, now she act like she knew me
Yuh
Ayy

Pull up with the chop sticks
I'm wettin' your block
Gold on my wrist, boy
It tick and it tock
Chillin' on the street with a glock in my sock
I got my back, had no TV to watch
Bitch
I am not normal
I might be immortal
Go up to space
I might fly through a portal
And write down my thoughts like I'm keepin' a journal
I got this girl soaked like she filming a porno
I'm wettin' your block
It tick and it tock
Chillin' on the street with a glock in my sock
I got my back, had no TV to watch

Ayy
Yuh!
Gang
Im havin' too much fuckin' fun with this
Ay, ay

Written by:
Jaelyn Taylor

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