Cobra Kai Lyrics

Now who I am?

I'm true to life

I move the mic

I'm too divine

I school your mind

I'm so refined

Hit'cha witta little bit of Cobra Kai

Twenty-four pack of the barley suds

Hecka gnarly like where the Marley buds at?

Don't make a motherfucker pull a nine out the cut like a Thunder Dan Majerle throwback

Ya'll hardly know what the fuck I be talking about but it ain't my fault

Far too gone to be holding my good self back confined to the little bit of shit that ya know about

So devout with the whole amount that I wrote about

Slap the fucking shit up outta motormouth

Then I roll around where where the po' around

Begging a motherfucker to be like "I pulled you over because of your lights"

Run my plates them motherfuckers ain't fake I'll pay the fine and you can take a hike

I can afford to fuck with them right back

When a brother be broke then a brother be mad

But a brother like the motherfucking Doctor Scott be living by the lake in a lavish pad

Too many people be crying and pissing and moaning instead of relying on guts

Should've been working

Instead they be fapping and jerking and spending they time on the blunt

Wasting they mind on the stuff that expires, Petty desires of being a mack

Pimping they self and losing they dignity not knowing that it'll never come back

Now who I am?

I'm true to life

I move the mic

I'm too divine

I school your mind

I'm so refined

Hit'cha witta little bit of Cobra Kai

Now who I am?

I'm true to life

I move the mic

I'm too divine

I school your mind

I'm so refined

Hit'cha witta little bit of Cobra Kai

Now who I am?

I'm true to life

I move the mic

I'm too divine

I school your mind

I'm so refined

Hit'cha witta little bit of Cobra Kai

Now who I am?

I'm true to life

I move the mic

I'm too divine

I school your mind

I'm so refined

Hit'cha witta little bit of Cobra Kai

Bitch, bitch

Sweep the leg

Cobra kai

Bitch, bitch

Sweep the leg

Cobra kai

Bitch, bitch

Sweep the leg

Cobra kai

Bitch, bitch

Sweep the leg