ASAP Rocky - Cosmic Kev feat. ASAP Ferg, Joe Budden & Tito Lopez lyrics

rate me

Kill a man, I’d rather just kill a man

Jiggy up then jiggaman, triggerman

Like kill a can, and I leave you on an island like gilligan

Yeah I’m chill again, chillin on the beach

And I got the rest, better step to the left, rockin with the best

Say it, ferg you the trap lord, oh my god

Swear to god, go, get high, and get high

On your own supply

Never try but you know I got drive

Tryina stay alive, better fight the power

Blew it by the hour, so dirty that lyrics need to shower

Get slapped with the powder, I’m talking cloud chowder

You don’t want the ciddy chatter

It’s the come up show, it’s the come up show

We on the come up show, that back come up flow

Got back come up flow, yeah on a come up show

You know I got shit by the tree tops

And the beats by detox

And you know I got the pump like it’s reebok

You don’t wanna see me make you flee blocks

3 blocks and I come through a tree high

And I see your moms and pops and it’s me not

I’m so sick that I need docs

I’m the shit, I don’t need props

What you say bird, what you say bird

They talking bout address, oh that’s the gay word

I don’t give a fuck bout what these niggas saying

Cause you know I used to kill these niggas in the game firm

And you know it’s like a tapeworm

Cause I’m eating all the food and I’m coming with my crew

See the old school then rugged, how we thug it

Might wear a long skirt all night, fuck it, nigga

I don’t wear truck, truck it

Make these hoes suck it if they ain’t even fuckin

Bitch you mean you sucking, how about this

I got 20 dick bitch give me a kiss

Now I’m puttin her on my wish list, like it’s christmas

Got a misfit, she my next bitch

Know my ex bitch got a necklace, xo’s in it

Gliss, gliss, tiss, tiss

If I could just kill a man, have him man christianly...

She don’t wear sneakers and she don’t like reefer

Classy ass bitch and she love when I piece her

Love when I pull her hair, love when I beat her

Hit it from the back and she sing like areta

First black nigga that she ever pursue

She love my dick game and chillin with the crew

And true, she met back in junior high-school

But didn’t pursued the knockin boots

But she the truth, so I respect her

More better and I love her

Just in case the bitch is getting clever

However she do what I tell her

Make me a grilled cheese she asked baby put some mozarella

I won’t hesitate to drop a body for a papi

Duck down, all of the original gun glappers duck down

Duck down, all of the original gun glappers duck down

Duck down, all of the original gun glappers duck down

Ah, got the funky 2 step, warrup bitch

And I just met, but you know I gotta go, call me dipset

Get a lit sweat, got a nice check on a bad ass

If I pass if she let me smash

Niggas know me, I fuckin crawlin pass

Any who I’m getting from stunting like my dad

Oh glad I’ll be gladdest, something like nike

And you know I do it sport something like spike

Something like you, you something like dice

Cause niggas don’t want...hit em with that taco

Hit em with that guapo, yeah you got that nacho

If it’s not your cheese, nigga please

And you know I come through with the breeze

And I got 40 below, when it’s 40 below

And it’s cold and I get it through the snow

How you go, givin gold finger roll hoes

Give em to the game nigga ain’t shit changed

What the address, enter my assets

I got a black bitch with a black chest, but her ass fat

And I had that, hey yo fur, you my nigga, you can have that

But the price are back, but you know it’s ratatat

After that I’m getting mad, bitch I buy her habitat

And you know I got that cabbage...flow.