Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song CARDIO, artist - Kossisko. Date of issue: 02.05.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
CARDIO |
| I’m gone off the poppies |
| Look in the mirror, say, I’m that Niggarace |
| Three times, oh |
| Vogue spread bitch, and she code switch |
| Immigrant whips |
| Lil' light shit, yeah, lil' light set |
| It ain’t shit, though, just a lil' light cardio |
| Lil' light cardio |
| Lil' light… cardio |
| Lil' light… |
| Every time a nigga leave the house |
| Lookin' like a four-page spread, let the sauce drip down |
| Lick it if you want… |
| Every time shawty up in this bitch |
| She lookin' like a campaign, fall, winter |
| Don’t sweat no nigga |
| That’s out, that’s out |
| You know how it feel when you played out the VIP |
| Borin'… borin' |
| Bitch late 'cause she was recordin' |
| Bitch late 'cause she had a callback |
| Ain’t a rock star, that’s out |
| She asked me what I am |
| Told her I’m a knock star |
| All cost a lot star, DTM, never stop, star |
| I’m gone off the poppies |
| Look in the mirror, say, I’m that Niggarace |
| Three times, oh |
| Vogue spread bitch, and she code switch |
| Immigrant whips |
| Lil' light shit, yeah, lil' light reps |
| It ain’t shit, though, just a lil' light cardio |
| Lil' light cardio |
| Lil' light… cardio |
| Lil' light… |
| Every time a nigga leave the house (Ayy) |
| Fuckboys lose weight, let the sauce drip down (Ayy) |
| Yeah, shawty, out with her girls |
| Lookin' like a campaign, fall, winter |
| Don’t sweat no nigga |
| Dn’t sweat no… that’s out |
| Ooh, she know what she doin' when she go and drop the photo |
| Her best life give her ex-friends FOMO |
| She look even better than her profile |
| But she kinda awkward in real life |
| Two redbones kissin' in the backseat (Two, two) |
| Two redbones kissin' in the backseat (Two, two) |
| They used to hate each other 'cause I hit 'em both |
| Now they real close, everything’s squashed, though |
| Lil' light… cardio |
| Lil' light… |
| Every time a nigga leave the house |
| Lookin' like a four-page spread, let the sauce drip down |
| Lick it if you want… |
| Every time shawty up in this bitch |
| She lookin' like a campaign, fall, winter |
| Don’t sweat no nigga |
| Don’t sweat no— |
| Macho, macho |
| Macho, macho, macho, macho |
| Macho, macho |
| Macho, macho, macho, macho |