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It's the fact that this song actually goes so hard This shit go hard, my nigga Cause I'm out here, this nigga got me drinkin' I'm fucked up You know we drinkin', my nigga, come on When I'm drunk, I don't like talkin' Slur my words and the feet stumble, but I still keep it walkin' Gave her game, she like the way I play On the back of jersey, got a rizzly bear I know most niggas, they be actin' tough But my recipe is strictly do not care I know you hear my boys in the background tryna hype me up And yeah you make me smile Can we keep it goin', can we keep it talkin' Baby can you chill and stay a while Not just another rizzly bear I'm the rizz God, not a six God I'm the Rizztopher Walken (or Rizztopher Columbus) Understand this a summer job This a part-time, never full-time I know my wife here, she out there somewhere With a sundress and a good book With her legs spread, we be comin' hungry Baby, you know I'm finna come in hungry (I'm comin' in hungry) I have a very small window When I say that I'm hungry, and when I get hangry There is a small window Tiny window Okay? Small I need a drink If I'm saying I'm starving Like, you have about seven minutes Until I fucking start yelling(I feel it, ah) Seven. Seven minutes And I ain't talkin' about pussy I'm talkin' about Coach bags with cash in it I know you gon' be out there I know somebody out there that's better for me Not just better for her, but better for we (nigga on his French shit) This ain't no vice-versa game Of course I'm bringing to the table what she bringing to the table But I can't have no bitch on my coattails tryin' to drag me down I can't go down to your level, but you can come up to mine And we can elevate together Or you can just get left behind (facts, talk that shit my nigga) It's just not my fault (it's not) But I'm finna pass it to Cole I'm over all this Kozy shit (What's good, yeah) And no, I ain't talkin' about no light-skinned nigga with dreads I'm talkin' about me, myself, and I Me Kozy Myself is Cole The I is a British nigga But we don't have to talk about him right now (Drizzy and Cole like the Super Bowl, yeah) But I ain't even wanna play with it, you know that You play on my feelings girl I got too much on the table, and I'm about to take you off And you never put me forward That's real shit (two steps back, one step forward) Cole, learn about me (Kozy) Drizzy and Cole, this shit like the Super Bowl Bust it down Cole, show em what to do Cuz I'm two sides of the same coin This is Kozy Cole, you finna learn more Like a black rock, I put the pressure down This ain't rose gold, I call it diamond mode She a pick-up game, her name Leslie But her contact name say free throw Call me Ja Morant, cuz I'm a new name In a big game but still a shooter though Took his head down cut a new hole Put a bullet through, and that's a peep-hole It's the third eye, he got future sight And he saying mine look like a sunrise With tequila, a little OJ Splash of cranberry, got a sweet tooth She a sugar rush, need a candy crush She got a new nose, that shit bled through (sheeeesh) Can't say that shit don't sound a little different The way I rap, though Tell me it's different (nah, that shit is different my nigga) I'm just saying And FYI, she was never yours my guy She got her status open And her options that she be looking through They say she was never yours It was just your turn, homeboy (Let's go!) This ain't Smackdown, this is Raw now Baby, go ahead and lay the back down You a pack now I might flip it and switch it But nigga never finna back down Said she need a break, so I flipped her over And proceeded to give a bitch a breakdown See you post the shit that we used to do With a new nigga, I see two clowns It's a funny joke, cause what he doesn't know Is that you coming through with your location off Cause what you do with me, you can't do with him To him you good girl, but you my stripper though Never had to go and get a Christmas gift But I'm still the one saying ho, ho, ho You might see me at the strip club But you never see me fucking on a bitch That's dancing on a pole S.O.B., nigga