Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song KOVERT , by - Smino. Song from the album NOIR, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 07.11.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Zero Fatigue
Song language: English
KOVERT |
| I ain’t seen my mama in a minute |
| On my heart, just lie a pendant |
| I hate thinkin' 'bout that shit, it’s like a domino |
| Black spots up in my memory |
| I white out all the pain with green |
| That’s the only color that ain’t done me wrong |
| Damn, how I’m harming these niggas |
| With these harmonies, nigga |
| Is you a R&B nigga? |
| Huh, I gotta know |
| Smi D. Jakes, he doin' good |
| He hand out meals off in the hood |
| He made a mil' off of a hoodie |
| Stackin' off satin, woah |
| Stackin' off satin, woah |
| I caught a flight, from the Lou |
| To the West side |
| For the fee, look at me, mama I’m fly |
| Really can’t catch a break, need the Kit-Kat, I |
| Put that chocolate in the light |
| You remind me of my coupe |
| Gas me up good |
| Pass me a 'Wood |
| I roll up my insecurities |
| Fire up the foolery |
| Frolickin' foolishly |
| Flirt with some bitches, but know I can’t do a thing |
| Guess the company humors me |
| I got a boo and she good to me |
| Leave me lone |
| Covert coupe, comin' through |
| Down, set, hut, windows tinted like Sioux |
| Tribe, playin' my music, playin' my- (Fuck that shit) |
| (That good with you?) |
| Covert coupe, comin' through |
| Down, set, hut, windows tinted like Sioux |
| Tribe, playin' my music, playin' music |
| Patna hit my phone, sayin' he got a chocolate phone |
| And she be playin' my music, playin' my music |
| Let me introduce you, like the startin' five in Houston |
| Blow the doobie |
| Ain’t 'bout blood or ain’t 'bout love, no, don’t include me |
| I’m the plug, she wanna fuck, well, sock it to me |
| I’m the plug, she wanna fuck, sock it to me |
| Come sock it to me |
| She wanna get a tattoo |
| (Hold up, let it breathe, wait a minute, let it breathe) |
| Wait, wait, wait, wait |
| Wait, wait |
| Wait, wait, wait |
| She wanna get a tattoo, she wanna get my name |
| I told her, «Don't do that,"I told her she insane |
| We smokin' out the bathroom, wet towel, everything |
| But loud gon' loud, sure 'nough, heard the doorbell ring |
| I ain’t finna answer, wait 'til they leave and we leave out |
| Hold on, get the Febreze out |
| Yard work, put the weed out |
| Fuck it, I’ll pay the fee, damn |
| Wanna pick your brain, my love |
| Gimme that scalp, that leave out |
| Heard that thing was dangerous |
| Wet floor sign when you leave out |
| Drip drop on my flip flops |
| You can’t find these flip flops |
| These hoes from Shibuya |
| That’s my bitch, she boo, yeah |
| Got on that see-through dress |
| Yes, yes, sheer, ooh, come here |
| Covert coupe, comin' through |
| Down, set, hut, windows tinted like Sioux |
| Tribe, playin' my music, playin' music |
| Patna hit my phone, sayin' he got a chocolate phone |
| And she be playin' my music, playin' my music |
| Let me introduce you, like the startin' five in Houston |
| Blow the doobie |
| Ain’t 'bout blood or ain’t 'bout love, no, don’t include me |
| I’m the plug, she wanna fuck, well, sock it to me |
| I’m the plug, she wanna fuck, sock it to me |
| Come sock it to me |