KOVERT

(アルバム： NOIR - 2018)

Noir, what a beautiful name. Black, statuesque, you know? Strong, sweet, that's what I think when I think of Noir. That's what I think when I think about you

I ain't seen my mama in a minute
On my heart, just lie a pendant
I hate thinking '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 doing good
He hand out meals off in the hood
He made a mil' off of a hoodie
Stacking off satin, woah
Stacking 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
Frolicking 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, coming through
Down, set, hut, windows tinted like Sioux
Tribe, playing my music, playing my (Fuck that shit)
(That good with you?)

Covert coupe, coming through
Down, set, hut, windows tinted like Sioux
Tribe, playing my music, playing music
Patna hit my phone, saying he got a chocolate phone
And she be playing my music, playing my music
Let me introduce you, like the starting 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 smoking 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, coming through
Down, set, hut, windows tinted like Sioux
Tribe, playing my music, playing music
Patna hit my phone, saying he got a chocolate phone
And she be playing my music, playing my music
Let me introduce you, like the starting 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