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C.O.D i ain't talking bout games
Rocking palace i ain't talking buckingham
Trips to tahiti
She texting cause she wanna see me
I grant her lil wish
Young C.O.D I think I need a toast
She hit my line said I'm doing the most
This shit so cold get it coat
Pull up on me and you know that a nigga went
fuck the police
I do this shit all by myself don't no co-d
You talk that shit behind my back see me and joe me
This bitch trippin think iont know she
the way Michael did, eh?
Strife within me, a lack of life, rhythm, or heat
Alas that's the way my life will repeat
A rack, heavy cod that don't say nothing
stay
Then around the corner
At the end of the block
The Kraken pulled through
With his colossal cock
Midget getting fucked by the Kraken
Now the Krakens
you they're the shit
And they'll prove it in a bit
Hold up let me take a hit
Fore I throw a fucking fit
I'll take the whole world by myself
Not short I
Sweating, heavy breathing
Left and wheezing
Right and freezing
By bejeezus
Kinda teasing the idea of heaving before heading to heaven
Or through space
out and get it
Young COD im a legend
I do not deal with the stressing
I need a minute count all my blessings
Ok I'm ready
Pray that they fall like
C.O.D I just want y'all to witness
Came from the mud and I don't have a blemish
Surrounded by racks like it's tennis yea
I cook these beats then put them
ridin wit felons
I look down on peasants they think ima God
Im around plenty sticks this shit lookin like COD-
Ima swerve in GT, yo shit throwin rods-
me
Baby we just playing
Think of this like call of duty
Love’s a warfare game
(COD)
Do it to you nasty
In the black light
Juices dripping from me
a pussy you a lame ain’t no cake in
Yo pockets get outta pocket then we blazing
Please stay in yo lane and by the way yo music tried to play it
Took the CD
it’s cod how the
Kings done maxed out
Fuck biden
Nigga
Fuck joe
Fuck keeping quiet
He got kids by the truckload
Nigga kings pull fast
But they hunt slow
pimpin'
Reach for my hip and I know he be dipping that K got a scope so hit from you a distance
Air it out at the party like C.O.D nigga no Russian
Empty
Why they despise me?
Cuz I got God and they don't like it
Life was specially planned by God
Tried to go soil me out like cod
Y'all cant hurt me even wit
to him
I don’t really care that there’s no one really there for me
I’ll do it all by myself and get my pockets green
I got my guess jeans don’t question
I licked my q's before school boy
Moving all these collard greens
I invested in these collard greens
I'm getting it by any means
Got a nine in
Momma taught me how to get to the loot
She been hustling since a nigga was 2
Long snipe nigga pulling from 3
Quick scope like its COD
Flash ! BANG ...
about a Rhubarb pie then just segue into sex
Ok
Not a day goes by my mind on music
Hit play
Then hit the pad, 8 a hand, paradiddadiddle, say it
Mouthful
based
So, the task at hand won't ignore the facts
I be jinxing my future
By telling homies maneuvers
Ima start explaining the bare minimum
And have them
sippin' the bottle
I'm different, I'm Aristotle
Taught by mythological
Squad of GOATS it's plato in a model
Krafted, like Mac n cheese
Rapping like package
Wap make fiend O.D
Fiends tell so It’s No Co’Ds.. Yeah
Trap on da daily
This shit Dont phase Me
Gun got no safety
This shit Dont phase Me
Cant let em
if you doing the math
Lean by the pint drop a deuce inna glass
Sip slow gotta watch how I move inna trap
When you moving the packs inna streets stay
giving a fuck
If I gotta trap or rap or rob
Do it by any means its a job
I'm finna build it up like Bob
You cant handle it door knob
I'm throwing it to you
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