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Arps n 223s Video (MV)




Performed By: Coziboycee
Language: English
Length: 2:05
Written by: Cozi Cee
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Coziboycee - Arps n 223s Lyrics
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Go
Yeah
Eight
Why these niggas talkin' hot like we ain't gon' see em
Come through with the belt bitch I'm tryna te
Come through with the belt like a bad kid
Momma on my ass because she found out I was trapping
You said my brother in the wrong but it's alright cause Imma back him
He throwin' threats and showin' guns but it's alright cause I can match him
I put a beam on my Glock and up my sights and I can tag him
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I can get him hit
Why she on my dick and that's your hoe, go get another bitch
Outside and I'm jugging with my pole, I ain't no f*ckin' lick
Nigga ran up and hit the door, I ain't no f*ckin' vic
Outta state, tryna make it snow ain't take no f*ckin' pics
Outta state, tryna get it in and get it out
I've been jugging in the north but I got plays that's in the south
I ain't sittin' on my ass unless there's money in the couch
I heard a nigga went upstate and then he turned into
Yeah, he turned into a rat, now he a mouse
Nigga talking crazy, pop up on him, bet he watch his mouth
Pop a yerk
Get a stain and then you get your shit enroute
Apps 223s brudda tryna knock him down
Popout w Eastmade, I'm tryna get another pound
Zip after zip, the f*ck you doin' sitting on a ounce
I remember my first trip, I was scared as shit
12 pints of qua, niggas drivin' in a dirty whip
Was pouring 4s in my cup but now I'm mad cause I can't even sip
Shawty feelin' on my draws, don't know that it's a dirty blick
Extended mag on my 42, I need a 30 clip
Shawty rude?
Want another dude?
Get another bitch
Get some blues, get me in my mood, tryna get f*ckin' rich
Semi auto weapon with a button, I can make it glitch
And my bitch walk around with a muffin, she been gettin' thick
Tryna go and slide every night, I ain't f*ckin' nick
Keep on tryna ride, I'ma drive and go give some dick
Tryna go and line, but I peep, I'ma hit the whip
Tryna go and line, but I peep, I'ma hit the whip
Why these niggas talkin' hot like we ain't gon' see em
Come through with the belt bitch I'm tryna te
Come through with the belt like a bad kid
Momma on my ass because she found out I was trapping
You said my brother in the wrong but it's alright cause Imma back him
He throwin' threats and showin' guns but it's alright cause I can match him
I put a beam on my Glock and up my sights and I can tag him
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I can get him hit
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English

Go
Yeah
Eight
Why these niggas talkin' hot like we ain't gon' see em
Come through with the belt bitch I'm tryna te
Come through with the belt like a bad kid
Momma on my ass because she found out I was trapping
You said my brother in the wrong but it's alright cause Imma back him
He throwin' threats and showin' guns but it's alright cause I can match him
I put a beam on my Glock and up my sights and I can tag him
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I can get him hit
Why she on my dick and that's your hoe, go get another bitch
Outside and I'm jugging with my pole, I ain't no f*ckin' lick
Nigga ran up and hit the door, I ain't no f*ckin' vic
Outta state, tryna make it snow ain't take no f*ckin' pics
Outta state, tryna get it in and get it out
I've been jugging in the north but I got plays that's in the south
I ain't sittin' on my ass unless there's money in the couch
I heard a nigga went upstate and then he turned into
Yeah, he turned into a rat, now he a mouse
Nigga talking crazy, pop up on him, bet he watch his mouth
Pop a yerk
Get a stain and then you get your shit enroute
Apps 223s brudda tryna knock him down
Popout w Eastmade, I'm tryna get another pound
Zip after zip, the f*ck you doin' sitting on a ounce
I remember my first trip, I was scared as shit
12 pints of qua, niggas drivin' in a dirty whip
Was pouring 4s in my cup but now I'm mad cause I can't even sip
Shawty feelin' on my draws, don't know that it's a dirty blick
Extended mag on my 42, I need a 30 clip
Shawty rude?
Want another dude?
Get another bitch
Get some blues, get me in my mood, tryna get f*ckin' rich
Semi auto weapon with a button, I can make it glitch
And my bitch walk around with a muffin, she been gettin' thick
Tryna go and slide every night, I ain't f*ckin' nick
Keep on tryna ride, I'ma drive and go give some dick
Tryna go and line, but I peep, I'ma hit the whip
Tryna go and line, but I peep, I'ma hit the whip
Why these niggas talkin' hot like we ain't gon' see em
Come through with the belt bitch I'm tryna te
Come through with the belt like a bad kid
Momma on my ass because she found out I was trapping
You said my brother in the wrong but it's alright cause Imma back him
He throwin' threats and showin' guns but it's alright cause I can match him
I put a beam on my Glock and up my sights and I can tag him
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I can get him hit
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Writer: Cozi Cee
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