PLASMA (Explicit)
Cochise"PLASMA (Explicit)" is a song by Cochise, released in 2021 in the Pop genre. The song is 1:46 long and contains 55 lines and 390 words.
Lyrics
0:00Yow Cochise, a weh dem a seh? (Now, I got y'all fools this time, hit it)
0:02Yeah, really? Really? (yeah)
0:04Really? Really?
0:06Oh really? Really? (Carlos is in here)
0:07Really? Really?
0:09Oh really? Really?
0:11Oh really? Yeah
0:12Feel like best in my city (city)
0:14That boy he talking 'bout pity
0:15I got the bif from a biddy (biddy)
0:17All of my G's, yeah, they with me (with me)
0:19God on my side and he with me
0:20That boy he talking like Mickey
0:22I put the fire in the pity, huh
0:24I push his fit like I'm 50, uh
0:25I got a rev up, no, no, no, no (yeah)
0:29I got the gold rims on the big red Volvo (yeah, yeah)
0:33I'm feelin' like bet, yeah got the big belt polo, yeah
0:36And he wanna fight me, [?] no, no, uh, yeah
0:39Yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah)
0:43Yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah)
0:46Yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah)
0:50Yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah (uh), yeah, (uh) yeah
0:53No sir, wherever I go sir (yeah)
0:56I got a homie, he go, go
0:58He got the stick with the GoPro (GoPro)
1:00I don't got time for no photos
1:01I demand that he gotta go though
1:03Like John Legend, I'm ready to go
1:04Two-seats in a four-door (uh)
1:06All my blessings they come with a boat load
1:08Uh, yeah, who got the code? (code) Uh
1:10Leaving they cut with the bowl (bowl)
1:11Crossover, D. Rose (Rose), huh, yeah
1:13I feel like DeRozan (DeRozan), yeah, huh
1:17Don't know where I'm goin' (Know where I'm goin')
1:19Shawty on me, I'm controlling (I'm controlling)
1:19I got the drip with the potion (With the potion)
1:20Really? Really? (yeah)
1:22Really? (yeah) Really? (yeah)
1:24Really? (yeah) Really? (yeah)
1:26Really? (huh) Really? (yeah)
1:27Really? (huh) Really? (huh)
1:29Really? (huh) Really? (huh)
1:30Really? (huh) Really? (huh)
1:32Really? (huh) Really? (huh)
1:34Really? (huh)
1:35Uh, yeah, I put in the work
1:36I got that lil' err, I got the lil' vert
1:38I don't make him merk, I don't pop the Perc
1:39I don't smoke the herb, I don't ride the hearse
1:41Yung Lean, I make it hurt
1:43I told my homie to put down the syrup
1:44Stop all that flexing, that gun is a Nerf
1:46Slide on that boy like I'm running on turf (Hit it)
Yow Cochise, a weh dem a seh? (Now, I got y'all fools this time, hit it) Yeah, really? Really? (yeah) Really? Really? Oh really? Really? (Carlos is in here) Really? Really? Oh really? Really? Oh really? Yeah Feel like best in my city (city) That boy he talking 'bout pity I got the bif from a biddy (biddy) All of my G's, yeah, they with me (with me) God on my side and he with me That boy he talking like Mickey I put the fire in the pity, huh I push his fit like I'm 50, uh I got a rev up, no, no, no, no (yeah) I got the gold rims on the big red Volvo (yeah, yeah) I'm feelin' like bet, yeah got the big belt polo, yeah And he wanna fight me, [?] no, no, uh, yeah Yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah) Yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah) Yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah) Yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah (uh), yeah, (uh) yeah No sir, wherever I go sir (yeah) I got a homie, he go, go He got the stick with the GoPro (GoPro) I don't got time for no photos I demand that he gotta go though Like John Legend, I'm ready to go Two-seats in a four-door (uh) All my blessings they come with a boat load Uh, yeah, who got the code? (code) Uh Leaving they cut with the bowl (bowl) Crossover, D. Rose (Rose), huh, yeah I feel like DeRozan (DeRozan), yeah, huh Don't know where I'm goin' (Know where I'm goin') Shawty on me, I'm controlling (I'm controlling) I got the drip with the potion (With the potion) Really? Really? (yeah) Really? (yeah) Really? (yeah) Really? (yeah) Really? (yeah) Really? (huh) Really? (yeah) Really? (huh) Really? (huh) Really? (huh) Really? (huh) Really? (huh) Really? (huh) Really? (huh) Really? (huh) Really? (huh) Uh, yeah, I put in the work I got that lil' err, I got the lil' vert I don't make him merk, I don't pop the Perc I don't smoke the herb, I don't ride the hearse Yung Lean, I make it hurt I told my homie to put down the syrup Stop all that flexing, that gun is a Nerf Slide on that boy like I'm running on turf (Hit it)
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