Closed mouths don’t get fed

Kos D:
This shit like hot flashes, fire blasting the cold assassin make you close your casket, you and you bastards get splashed in acid, i be rolling passing by in a white t shirt matching arm and hammer, scooping bama bitches like intermissions from country grammar, they so enamored i dick em down and they go bananas, hold it down, pulling their hair and fingers in booty holes, cutie though naw i don’t ever worry about cooties though, ooo he cold Kos in the movie grooving like pootie though, blue chucks, two fucks gone, marijuana cologne, bone thrown caught by these college bitches in long johns, blown thong, dropping a nut right up by her tonsils, her man’s hostile now, riffing he wanna throwdown, stop and give em the lowdown, niggah you need to calm the fuck down, get on the bus now, she fucked with a niggah tryna see what all the fuss bout, and now it seems she can’t get her nuts out with ya, can’t fuck with ya, can’t kick slang with ya, niggah you get the picture

Hook: Closed Mouths don’t get fedx3

Jase:
Can’t even tell you last time I was in my right mind
Jig all in your bitch like I’m her lifeline
She quick to catch these feelings like the right side of her brain
And a little bit of change can lift the anchor chain on mundane and make Mondays feel a little better
Nothing was the same since I body bagged, out rap you wack niggas and grew propellers
Shitting on you, doo-doo weather
It ‘s whatever, whichever niggas want it, please come together
It’s always a pleasure to teach y’all lessons if I ruffled your feathers
Slim Poppa professing leading your hoes to water
Hood niggas to treasure
Raising your motherfucking blood pressure
Fuck my oppressors, a finger “fuck you” gesture from my ancestors
Desperate times calling for desperate measures cause...

Hook:
Closed Mouths don’t get fedx3