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  • (feat. Kevin Cossom)
  • [Drake]
  • Boy Wonder (Boi1Da),
  • (C.O.S.S.O.M)
  • Drizzy,
  • [Kevin Cossom - Chorus]
  • I get money,
  • I get paper,
  • I get girls all different flavors,
  • I buy gucci, I buy prada,
  • I spend dolla after dolla [x2]
  • [Drake]
  • Y'all don't really like me,
  • I can understand,
  • My flow is sitting right inside the pocket of my pants,
  • I still fly, you can't float,
  • Run this shit, Usain Bolt,
  • I write your favorite records all you sing ghost,
  • 20 thousand for a verse is our routine quote,
  • I'm getting rich while you stayin broke,
  • Chillin even if I'm in a goose down coat,
  • I cant see you through a Mosley Tribes
  • So i don't even flinch when you throw me high fives,
  • They try to measure up but there is no one my size,
  • Whatever 40 smoking about to lower my eyes,
  • Beast mode on em, I never take a night off,
  • Every single thing a nigga purchase is a write off,
  • Grounded as the runway pavement I take the flight off,
  • Baby go ahead and cut the light off,
  • [Chorus]
  • [Kevin Cossom]
  • I'm the rookie of the year (year)
  • About to get my dough on,
  • I'm about to take off, baby you should hold on,
  • But I ain't about to prolong,
  • Imma keep it short and tell you whats about to go on,
  • Bottle after bottle cos the money like so long,
  • Baby.. we about to put a show on,
  • Imma show off, like I'm supposed to,
  • Yeah you can get lost, i don't know you,
  • [Drake]
  • I hear my phone ringing when you call,
  • I ain't picking up an' entertaining them at all,
  • Got your girl face down banging on the wall,
  • While you and all your homeboys hang at Lenox Mall
  • Hmm, hmm, hmmm,
  • I cannot relate,
  • Riding with some tags that i got from outta state,
  • Riding with a swag that I got from outta space,
  • Just show me who's the hottest Imma knock em outta place,
  • Call me homicide drizzy about to kill your ego,
  • I'm about my green puffing guddi like I'm Cee-Lo
  • You can go and take a glance at your hero,
  • While a Houston stripper pole dance in a Z-ro
  • Fantasy to you, reality to me,
  • And my g-pass is as valid as can be,
  • I'm, I'm so fresh the stylist would agree,
  • Waving at your girl while she smiling back at me
  • [Chorus]
  • [Kevin Cossom]
  • Louie too,
  • Yeah, Alexander McQueen,
  • I'm so clean
  • Its KC and Drizzy,
  • And its the remix remix,
  • C.O.S.S.O.M
  • Hehe

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