Thoughts (THat Part Remix) - Coti45

We back. Stay watching. Stay updated. Lyrics: Intro: Damn. It’s been a minute, Just gonna speak my mind on certain things… Know how it is… Coti45, you know what’s up. That part where they talk through they ass, nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah—that part, Past scars that I’ve really just locked through the glass, I’m strictly talkin’ ’bout that part, Part the sea like Moses when I rap ’cause I naturally go take it that far, When I actively grab and seek to set the bar too high—but for me it ain’t even that hard. That part, tha— Verse 1: If gats go get to blastin’, I’ll be off in a fast car (vroom), Extractin’ rads from pen and pad, the kid so bad, like Michael Jack but born with a bad heart, We can go tit for tat or gat for gat, just watch your back, ’Cause chances are I’ll leave a bad scar, Long live the king, soul tingin’ green, turn all the sins into God’s rampart— That part. (Lord, please…) That bar I’ve grabbed and passed up to the sky, but still can reach up that far, So far, so good, my armor’s good, a knight—no Suge—but they losin’ that spar (Power up!) Verse 2: The cosmonaut that boxin’ gods while burnin’ Necronomicons, As-salaamu alaykum with explosives to go knock ’em off, Assaultin’ all the officers, riotin’ ’til they poppin’ Glocks, They huntin’ all my people, the president really want us gone— THAT PART. Profilin’ all for the quota, they shootin’ up Minnesota, The prodigy supernova, slowly becomin’ God, The future is lookin’ dark, They puttin’ on the Louis so they can cover the devil’s mark, The island was lookin’ hot, integrity that they lost, Revealin’ the whole damn plot, the pedophiles newly caught, When malice is gettin’ robbed, disgracin’, we workin’ hard, They skippin’ the Super Bowl—Bad Bunny went and beat the odds. Outro: (Goddamn…) I should probably calm down, haha. It’s like 12:22 on a school night. (STOP ICE!) Coti45—that’s a whole wrap. I don’t think this goin’ on the mixtape, but… You know how it is. Just my thoughts. Out.