lirik lagu king cozee – 333
(king cozee chorus)
triple 3’s, no triple 6’s
cozee on a f~cking mission
big 3’s up, we triple flipping
calm down, we don’t need no tension
all that talk, get no attention
d~mn, i know you f~cking heated
you should’ve took advice when mj, said to f~cking beat it
(king cozee verse)
in the stu like drake, making hits for you, back to back
raging everyday, in the pit, don’t you break ya neck
all my brothers g’s, we be t’d, don’t do well with threats
all you n~ggas lame run my fade, yeah, roger that
choker on my neck & double rings on my hand
skinny n~gga rocking all black, like i’m slenderman
charging up with my music sh~t, like i’m super saiyan
god threw a sword & said it’s some for some demon slaying
all my n~ggas vicious & we been getting them riches
man, the opposition ain’t sh~t, in my eyes, i been f~cking winning
i’m k!lling n~ggas, like i’m david, b~tch, i’m f~cking fearless
man, you n~ggas flopping like a fish, i been f~cking swimming
(king cozee hook)
triple 3’s, no triple 6’s
cozee on a f~cking mission
big 3’s up, we triple flipping
calm down, we don’t need no tension
all that talk, get no attention
d~mn, i know you f~cking heated
you should’ve took advice when mj, said to f~cking beat it
(dylan verse)
woah, woah, young boy can’t replace
i’m in the studio, in the studio
no, i’m not, but i’m drake
no, i’m not gone listen
dylan always doing dishes
back up from the half~court
n~ggas swear he was swishing
they wishing
for deathwish
don’t touch this
skateboard sh~t
do a kickflip
i don’t do this
nollie shuv with my b~tches
nollie shuv with my n~ggas
dylan might pull the trigger up
dylan might pull up, what’s up
this that real sh~t, flavor of love
no new york
n~gga, go eat with a spork
n~gga, go put that sh~t down
all vegan, no pork
no beef
in the streets
swear to god i’m on beats
swear to god i’m on beats
i go to the beach, i go to the~, go to the~
just to go pick up trash
all y’all n~ggas is trash
n~gga, collect that sh~t
drop that off, fill up that bag
get the f~ck outta here dad
get the f~ck outta here cuz
i used to call you pop, but i swear to f~cking god you not that
all the n~ggas swear they got it
swear to god you not my papa
all the n~ggas who come through, talking all that sh~t, they not proper
this is to the n~ggas that i used to call friends, gone and got that bag
who went & go & got that bag
i have two dads
f~ck you
kids keep secrets (kks)
alfred the beach boy
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