Kidd Mi$chief – Cottonland Lyrics
Artist: Kidd Mi$chief
Song: Cottonland
Yuh, ya already know what it is
Got this sunny d and the apple sauce posted up
Ya already know what we reppin’
Cali’ baby!
Skizzzgang, murder gang
Chillin’ where the thugs hang
Brr run the game
Leave ya with some blood stains
Flyin’ down cali in the 67′ mustang
Posted with the killa’s
Come around you’ll hear the gun bang
Welcome to cali’ where the sirens never stop
Fiends getting wired, slanging iron, selling rocks
Folks down to hit a lick, everyday there on the plot
Run up in ya house have ya jumping out your socks
Caledonia jumps to every jingle that i drop
Speaking on my names like f#cking with an ox
Oxycontin in my hand, cottonland is where i dock
Every time i’m in the hood someone’s running from the cops
Skizzzgang, murder gang
Chillin’ where the thugs hang
Brr run the game
Leave ya with some blood stains
Flyin’ down cali in the 67′ mustang
Posted with the killa’s
Come around you’ll hear the gun bang
Your woman needs a nut and wants to kick it with a thug
Got a bus full of b#tches crushing pills, smoking dust
Sippin’ liquor is a must, blastin’ 50 on the highway
b#tches sucking dick, ring my ding dong like it’s friday
Guess i gets it my way getting paper on my pimp sh#t
Used to be the runt, now the bulldog means business
Caledonia, cottonland, represent the city
You watch the documentary? were in the nitty gritty
Temper blown nut, chop it up, not living
These pigs up on my skillet know the youngin’s not snitchin’
Stumble with the drink and binge, adderall is kickin’ in
Hustled for the paper and those rubies on my pinky ring
Skizzzgang, murder gang
Chillin’ where the thugs hang
Brr run the game
Leave ya with some blood stains
Flyin’ down cali in the 67′ mustang
Posted with the killa’s
Come around you’ll hear the gun bang
b#tch if i told you that i loved you i was probably high as f#ck
Capri till 3am and all these b#tches roll with us
Pour a 4 up in my cup and you wonder why i was slumped
All these fiends up in the bathroom tryna do another bump
This ain’t nothin’ new, i been popping since a jit
Pull up to the club and all the b#tches wanna flock the kid
Couple double whiskey sours yeah i’m f#cking feeling it
I dont give a f#ck might say f#ck it and just go crash the whip
Woke up in the mornin’ had to flip a quarter brick
Took my nickel plated stick and grabbed the stash before i dipped
Big g line me the ball for the alleyoop
200 on the highway crash the bandacoupe
And i be sipping on that gin and i don’t got no juice
I be leanin’ on that bombay 94′ proof
I like to f#ck a lot, will chamberlain sh#t
Told the boys push over let the hoes in the whip
Had a couple honkey’s try to take me for my money
Snuff the f#cking crackhead just for looking at me funny
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, don’t make me get to 6, 7, 8, because we toting 9s
Skizzzbone malone always throwing up the s signs
Speaking on the gang, you in the past, b#tch you left behind
Don’t say ya slat, m#th*rf#ck*r you are not slime
Don’t claim me little b#tch you ain’t one of mine
Skizzzgang, murder gang
Chillin’ where the thugs hang
Brr run the game
Leave ya with some blood stains
Flyin’ down cali in the 67′ mustang
Posted with the killa’s
Come around you’ll hear the gun bang
Skizzzgang, murder gang
Chillin’ where the thugs hang
Brr run the game
Leave ya with some blood stains
Flyin’ down cali in the 67′ mustang
Posted with the killa’s
Come around you’ll hear the gun bang
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Release Year: 2020
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