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Cottonmouth
by Leeway
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Rappin' and smokin', I'm spittin' cotton out
That's some crazy cottonmouth
Take me a rip, and I gotta cough it out
Tryna step to me, bring the coffins out
You don't want no smoke, you don't want it now
Turn you into modern art
Those the raps you callin' art?
I just run shit with the crew, that's an oligarch
I feel like I'm winning
I know I'm too saucy
Tell me how you feelin'
I know all my haters salty
Bitch, get off me
I been gettin' to my bag
Every day that passes, I'm improvin' from the past
I know that I'm young, but the time movin' fast
I'm just tryna catch it know the feelin' won't last
Running til I'm outta gas
I'm addicted to the rhythm, wouldn't trade it for nothing
Got some soju in my system, you can tell cause I'm blushing
Put my cards all in, do you think that I'm bluffing?
Show my hand, pocket aces, yeah ain't that shit something
Play the river, like water my friend
Heard that all of y'all some sheep, box you in with the pen
You don't never get the message like it's red when it send
I'm still flowing on the beat, and y'all talking again?
Pay attention, I don't even charge you to listen
Fuck a penny for your thoughts, my piggy bank penny pinching
I'm still lighting up trees, like it's motherfuckin' Christmas
When it's Leeway in the kitchen, bitch you know it's delicious
Rappin' and smokin', I'm spittin' cotton out
That's some crazy cottonmouth
Take me a rip, and I gotta cough it out
Tryna step to me, bring the coffins out
You don't want no smoke, you don't want it now
Rappin' and smokin', I'm spittin' cotton out
That's some crazy cottonmouth
Take me a rip, and I gotta cough it out
Tryna step to me, bring the coffins out
You don't want no smoke, you don't want it now
Turn you into modern art
Those the raps you callin' art?
I just run shit with the crew, that's an oligarch
I feel like I'm winning,
I know I'm too saucy
Tell me how you feelin'
I know all my haters salty
Bitch, get off me
Rappin' and smokin', I'm spittin' cotton out
That's some crazy cottonmouth
Take me a rip, and I gotta cough it out
Tryna step to me, bring the coffins out
You don't want no smoke, you don't want it now
Turn you into modern art
Those the raps you callin' art?
I just run shit with the crew, that's an oligarch
I feel like I'm winning
I know I'm too saucy
Tell me how you feelin'
I know all my haters salty
Bitch, get off me
I been gettin' to my bag
Every day that passes, I'm improvin' from the past
I know that I'm young, but the time movin' fast
I'm just tryna catch it know the feelin' won't last
Running til I'm outta gas
I'm addicted to the rhythm, wouldn't trade it for nothing
Got some soju in my system, you can tell cause I'm blushing
Put my cards all in, do you think that I'm bluffing?
Show my hand, pocket aces, yeah ain't that shit something
Play the river, like water my friend
Heard that all of y'all some sheep, box you in with the pen
You don't never get the message like it's red when it send
I'm still flowing on the beat, and y'all talking again?
Pay attention, I don't even charge you to listen
Fuck a penny for your thoughts, my piggy bank penny pinching
I'm still lighting up trees, like it's motherfuckin' Christmas
When it's Leeway in the kitchen, bitch you know it's delicious
Rappin' and smokin', I'm spittin' cotton out
That's some crazy cottonmouth
Take me a rip, and I gotta cough it out
Tryna step to me, bring the coffins out
You don't want no smoke, you don't want it now
Rappin' and smokin', I'm spittin' cotton out
That's some crazy cottonmouth
Take me a rip, and I gotta cough it out
Tryna step to me, bring the coffins out
You don't want no smoke, you don't want it now
Turn you into modern art
Those the raps you callin' art?
I just run shit with the crew, that's an oligarch
I feel like I'm winning,
I know I'm too saucy
Tell me how you feelin'
I know all my haters salty
Bitch, get off me
