- KOTA The Friend Good 歌詞
- KOTA The Friend
- Sunday morning I'm already drunk yeah
Strawberry mimosa add the rum ah Smiling through the struggle like a real one Hustle on the meal young Going for the win I ain't judging how nobody live nah Running from my problems on the tour They will never catch me nah ándale, ándale I'm on holiday holiday ah ah Gotta hop in this jets yeah Gotta hop in this jets yeah First class in my seat ah All drinks on me yeah Gotta hop in this lift ah Gotta hop in this lift ah Leg room in that Benz yeah Getting up with my friends yeah New day, new stage Poison all in my Kool-aid New girls New Balance from the Kith store with my Dousset New sun, new moon New telly, new room Do good, good ju ju I do me, you do you like uh I be in the crib turning up In the cut , turning up, in the cut like ah I be in the crib turning up In the cut, laying low What you want, what you want, what you want Why you tryna kill the fun What you want, what you want We forever on the run I don't trust a single soul Everybody wanna jump I think everything a joke Pour that Henny in the cup like ah Grinding cos my youngin gotta eat Show my baby mama them receipts I won't ever see defeat Fourth quarter wipe the dirt up off my cleats ay Hail mary that ***** ah Hail mary that ***** yeah Tell mama we good ah Tell mama we rich yeah Hail mary that ***** ah Hail mary that ***** yeah We just trying to do good ah We ain't never had *****t ah We ain't never had ***** t I be in the cribturning up In the cut, turning up, in the cut like ah I be in the crib turning up In the cut, laying low What you want, what you want, what you want Smiling through the struggle like a real one Hustle hustle on the meal young going for the I be in the crib turning up In the cut, turning up, in the cut like ah I be in the crib turning up In the cut, laying low What you want, what you want
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