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kot//boots extended - rjldiablo lyrics

[part i: kot]

[verse 1]
f*cking with your mama, got the baby in the cot (yeah, yeah)
had enough of all the drama, got the sane me wit’ a shot (yeah)
fly her to bahamas, all my manes in the spot (yeah, yeah, ayy)
quote your ass in double commas, you the same? nah, you not (skrrt, skrrt)
she like the banana, would i call her my bae? ha, you thot
‘member trapping as the baby in the cot, uh
as the baby in the motherf*cking cot
remember linin’ up my shot (sus, sus), dropped off your headie one (ayy, ayy)
up at 5 a.m., what i doing wit’ my life? ayy
uh, up past the middle of the night, ayy
(yeah, yeah) i been in the (grr, grr) cot, b*tch, i been in the cot (mm)

[refrain]
baby in the cot, b*tch, a baby in the cot
but baby, i ain’t the real baby, and i got you in the cot (grr)

[chorus]
s*x on a bed, now your b*tch give me head (mm, mm)
just what i said, nuttin’ impressed me (me, me)
told her, “you can not best me” (uh, uh) (mm, mm)
i can not focus, give her the lotus (lotus)
he touched my leg, that’s so sus (so sus) (mm, mm)
cot, cot, cot, cot (cot, cot, cot, cot) (ayy, ayy)
blood clot, headshot, bed, cot, say what?
huh, blood clot, hit ’em wit’ the headshot
f*ck her in my bed, cot, uh (uh, b*tch, b*tch)
she says, “uh”, say what? yuh, yuh, yuh
(yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah)
[verse 2]
(he loves me), “he don’t love you though”
(you sure ‘bot that?) “b*tch, i know you”
(he buys me sh*t), “rj ain’t sh*t, b*tch, does he even go to—”
(i’m done with you), “you make your choices then”
(fine, fine… hey, rj, sorry ’bout this but—)
these b*tches leave when we at our f*cking best
dribble down, dribble down, thought we put our problems in the chest
yeah, that b*tch wanted to invest
yeah, feelin’ like she wanted impress
yeah, sorry i’ve been gone, but it’s hard when you always a f*cking thong
to the shop, i can’t talk, you wan’ walk
f*ck you, b*tch, just ignore

[chorus]
[chorus]
s*x on a bed, now your b*tch give me head (mm, mm)
just what i said, nuttin’ impressed me (me, me)
told her, “you can not best me” (uh, uh) (mm, mm)
i can not focus, give her the lotus (lotus)
he touched my leg, that’s so sus (so sus) (mm, mm)
cot, cot, cot, cot (cot, cot, cot, cot) (ayy, ayy)
blood clot, headshot, bed, cot, say what?
huh, blood clot, hit ’em wit’ the headshot
f*ck her in my bed, cot, uh (uh, b*tch, b*tch)
she says, “uh”, say what? yuh, yuh, yuh
(yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah)

[part ii: boots extended]

[intro]
brr, brr
ayy, ayy, ayy
[verse 1]
take a pee, i know me
most you f*ckers in the streets don’t wanna mess with me (ayy)
test a g, if he got the f*cking keys (ayy)
i don’t wanna be your b, dollars from my cheese (d*mn)
b*tches wanna get me but they like achille’s knees (skrt)
b*tches thinking anti*vaxx, thinking it cause autism
put yo’ ass in our prison just for your skin tone (skin*tone)
’cause we can’t have other colours in our zone
and whites can only take the throne
i think it’s really stupid
the cops thinking every black man gonna pick a gun up just to shoot it
white women look at them and think they been recruited
by a f*cking gang, and then the karens say that they gotta be debooted
d*mn, it’s rude, it’s taking over our world
now one motherf*cker wanna call me f*cking racist
fam, he should face it, he is the racist one
stop doing all your g*y sh*t, son
this is beat is so basic, but i can still blaze it
history can’t erase it, i think it’s amazing
that all these motherf*ckers clout chasing
i think they wanna see me in my boots
and the cops wanna shoot
then they pick me up just to take my f*cking loot
let’s sh*t on them, honk at ’em with a toot
and i’m sick of brutality, just show us some humanity
this is diablo, motherf*cker, get your act up and show us you are manly

[refrain]
got the boots, got the boots
got the boots, got the boots
got the boots, got the boots
got the boots, got the boots
got the boots, got the boots
got the boots, got the boots
got the boots, got the boots
got the boots, got the boots

[verse 2]
d*mn, we just bust a plan, got the boots, she got hands
grippin’ on it, fell like sand (sand, sand, sand)
‘nother one that we just ran
(pink, pink, pink, pink) pink sedan, make up pull up in a van (yeah)
she wan’ be called “my lil’ san”, let me f*ck you in the back (uh)
always called a friendly chap, ’til i k!lled one and collapsed
kickin’ with the boots, god d*mn (ayy)
don’t underestimate the fam (yeah) (uh, uh)
shots down your block going, “blam, bang, bang”
but god f*cking d*mn, we just busted a plan (ayy, yeah)
got the boots, some hands (yeah, uh, ayy, yeah)
got her gripping on it, heat me up, opposite of a fan (yeah)
oh wait, that b*tch was a fan (yuh, huh)
got the boots, got the boots
got the boots, got the boots

- rjldiablo lyrics

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