Co2 (feat. SONNY) - BBY KODIE

Idon Te voy a hacer sentir la fuerza del prototipo Mitad hombre y mitad maquina. Idon Y como no tengo credo y no te la creo y con to puedo Voy pa encima y con todo quedo Sigo al mando de los controles sin que me descontroles En control total a si que enrolen Sube el volumen prenda quien fume Que en mi planeta se suele mosquear de viernes a lunes Si respiras no te tires pues puedes que aspires de lo toxico En mi atmosfera y te retires. Te voy a estar buscando por cualquier parte de la galaxia oite A mi no me sorprende lo tuyo Este va pa ti y pa ti Yo sentao en mi trono los descojono Si le subo dos tonos los intoxico en carbono Mango frecuencia y sigo la secuencia Sin perder la paciencia porque para mi esto no es ciencia El astronauta hijo de Toñita full en criptonitas Ando en el enterprize cazando alienitas (Cazando extraterrestres) El ultimo informe que reporta mi bitácora Dice que son dos cascaras (Chota) terminator pura mascaras. Mírame bien en lo que me convertí pon tu cara o tu cabeza Yo siempre fui soy y seré mas grande que tu Sencillo soy el negocio seguro de la industria Estoy cuadrando la libreta y by the way Quiero informarte que estas en descuadre El ultimo informe de la R.I.A. gordito pa que te rías Dice que tu compañía era tremenda porquería Un montón de fracasados sin talento que pa nada servían Que no eras nadie y a nada llegarías Y tu guillao de alcapone a todos les debías Entonces de la noche al día te busca la policía Te le desapareces al títere que te escribía Tienes tres panas presos por ti haciendo día Chota yo siempre supe que tú no servías Te quedan deudas en mi caserío todavía Y toda una vida pa pagar tu hipocresía Gusano yo siempre supe que tú no servías Ruégale a Dios que no te toque en una celda fría Con los panitas los que sueños le vendías Cuando te toque demostrarles a todos la hombría Ponga la cara como yo puse la mía. Que te quede claro que te van a seguir Buscando por todo el resto de la galaxia Donde te pillemos te desintegramos Te vamos a enseñar tu negro futuro Danny Fornarys el prototipo Que otro tipo Por favor! El Orfanato.! Da-Danny Dadadadadanny Di di di, di di di, di di di D O Sonando del 2025 Mitad hombre y mitad maquina Idooon!

With all that bullshit you probably on With all that bullshit you probably on With all that bullshit you probably on With all that bullshit you probably on Finna mask up, go duck dodger Face paint on like Heath, pardon my interruption Old soul, young bod, Benjamin button Hand me a wrap I can fill it with something Rock in my chair Imma be here a minute But smoking on something that make me feel lifted Hold up Only in the H will I pull up, wait Bad chick calling my phone up Wrong number hoe, I got some shit to do So I gotta go I'm in VA chilling with bro He got the smoke, got it for low I'm taking that shit and I'm flipping in higher You need some dick I'm the best supplier No Jim Carrey, ain't no Liar, Liar Midas in my glove Midas, Midas in my glove Yeah you think you fuckin golden but I do not give a fuck All of that bullshit you probably on All of that bullshit you probably on All of that bullshit you probably on All of that bullshit you probably on Shits starting out to get oppressive I might have to check on the peasants Priest like a reverend But I talked to the rabbi to ease my depression See I seek out the ones who gonna help And you seek out the ones who gonna hide from the message See I don't play with the cards I was dealt I hop in the lab and then make a profession I treat the game like a double, I'm working from morning to close And throw out my rolls, and hop in the Rolls Double R baby, a rose from a rose My mom was a goddess, you know how that goes Aphrodite had the sun that arose God of fear that I properly chose So don't even come to me with all that bullshit you probably on Midas in my glove Midas, Midas in my glove Yeah you think you fuckin golden but I do not give a fuck All of that bullshit you probably on All of that bullshit you probably on All of that bullshit you probably on All of that bullshit you probably on

Damn this beat so hard Aye I'm just goin' through the motions I'm like oh shit And I think I feel like Cam'ron Back in '06 I don't care 'bout your opinion Don't need your two cents Baby sit back, let me do it Don't gotta prove it Baby sit back, pay attention Want you to focus Want you to know this Murder, I know she wrote it I'm sippin' potion Mother, just like a mother Get it from her mother I love her No, I don't love her I'm indecisive Righteous My bitch, she righteous She get right quick Midas, I got the Midas Let me touch the right bitch I get flight quick I get high quick Be so sellin' dreams to me And I'm not buyin' I could say you're in my dreams sometimes But I'd be lyin' (I could say you're in my dreams sometimes, but I'd be lyin') I'm just goin' through the motions I'm like oh shit And I think I feel like Cam'ron Back in '06 I don't care 'bout your opinion Don't need your two cents Baby sit back, let me do it Don't gotta prove it Baby sit back, pay attention Want you to focus Want you to know this Murder, I know she wrote it I'm sippin' potion Mother, just like a mother Get it from her mother I love her No, I don't love her I'm indecisive She said please don't tell me no 'cause I don't like it Had to switch lanes up on that girl, she wanna ride it Glide it, don't fly it Just pay attention baby, need no compass, imma guide it Put it in her mouth, yeah, what Like some Trident Sometimes I feel like I'm just flyin' Tell me secrets, why you hidin'? Bad bitch in my ear, I think she lyin' Woahhhh, hey I'm just goin' through the motions I'm like oh shit And I think I feel like Cam'ron Back in '06 I don't care 'bout your opinion Don't need your two cents Baby sit back, let me do it Don't gotta prove it Baby sit back, pay attention Want you to focus Want you to know this Murder, I know she wrote it I'm sippin' potion Mother, just like a mother Get it from her mother I love her No, I don't love her I'm indecisive Love her, no I don't love her I'm indecisive Love her, no i don't love her I'm indecisive

Yeah, niggas wanted beat so we gave it Niggas wanted heat so we gave it Iced out, new watch, no saving, uh My pockets still going through inflation Why these niggas still tapping in they savings? Why these niggas still ratting, telling statements? Clam pie colored coupe, me and Stacey Dash on a bitch, I don't care if niggas hate me 86 lift, no belt, no safety Bag on a bitch if the bitch wanna chase me She wanna fuck but that bitch not a ten though Please back up, bitch, hands out the Benz-o Bitch got mad, quit staining my window Bitch tryna brag but you lamer than your friends,hoе Creepy ass hoe tryna fuck I ain't worry 'bout a hoе or a slut Niggas really want smoke so it's up It's quiet, so when you niggas really pullin' up? You lying, so why you niggas really think you tough? You dying, 'cause I be talking shit and now it's stuck Uh, how you upgrade your life but stuck in the same place? Broke in the same place How you do shit for so damn long, and be stuck in the same place? Living at the same rate It's dead, we throwin' it out Can't get it myself then we going without Be hard in the streets and be hard in the mouth He talking the shits but we callin' him out Wordplay slicker than juice On my worst day I'm prettier than you Want a beat so we send him to Ωeus New Glock sitting right in my coupe Oh, my God, wait, hold on, oops Oh, my God, wait, hold on La la, la la, la Want it all La la, la la, la Oh, my motherfucking God, no, he didn't It's Kodie K K's No need to talk shit, 'cause your boyfriend jealous She say that I'm selfish Ain't no need to get mad when no ass, he a pelvis Girl, that ass going down Got my headphones beating, bah, dun, bah, dun, dun Beat that ass till they down No need for the Glock, no need for the drum

With all that bullshit you probably on With all that bullshit you probably on With all that bullshit you probably on With all that bullshit you probably on Finna mask up, go duck dodger Face paint on like Heath, pardon my interruption Old soul, young bod, Benjamin button Hand me a wrap I can fill it with something Rock in my chair Imma be here a minute But smoking on something that make me feel lifted Hold up Only in the H will I pull up, wait Bad chick calling my phone up Wrong number hoe, I got some shit to do So I gotta go I'm in VA chilling with bro He got the smoke, got it for low I'm taking that shit and I'm flipping in higher You need some dick I'm the best supplier No Jim Carrey, ain't no Liar, Liar Midas in my glove Midas, Midas in my glove Yeah you think you fuckin golden but I do not give a fuck All of that bullshit you probably on All of that bullshit you probably on All of that bullshit you probably on All of that bullshit you probably on Shits starting out to get oppressive I might have to check on the peasants Priest like a reverend But I talked to the rabbi to ease my depression See I seek out the ones who gonna help And you seek out the ones who gonna hide from the message See I don't play with the cards I was dealt I hop in the lab and then make a profession I treat the game like a double, I'm working from morning to close And throw out my rolls, and hop in the Rolls Double R baby, a rose from a rose My mom was a goddess, you know how that goes Aphrodite had the sun that arose God of fear that I properly chose So don't even come to me with all that bullshit you probably on Midas in my glove Midas, Midas in my glove Yeah you think you fuckin golden but I do not give a fuck All of that bullshit you probably on All of that bullshit you probably on All of that bullshit you probably on All of that bullshit you probably on