Bill Cosby (Sweater) Lyrics

Og as cosby

We og as cosby

Bill on that shit and you know the bitches on me

Cause we fuckin rich getting all these bitches

We on our bill cosby shit with all these snitches

Oh gawd damn damn

You know that he's got it on locked

You know that bill nye he's here

And he's holding that glock

Cause bill nye actually uses science

To cook crack and cook coke and cook meth

You know that we don't give a shit

Cause bill cosby slangs that shit uhh

You know that we coming in next

You know that we coming for death

You know that we coming to kill

Every motherfucker yet

Uhhh you ain't know what I've been through

Weed strain mace windu

Window pain it's tint dude

You ain't talking bout shit

Less you seen the ish I went through

Presidential elect electric energy

Smoking weed with my enemies

Smoking jays back to back

Shot in the head like john f kennedy

What the fuck too soon

Hot box my room

Xbox throw in doom froot loops

In some fruit of looms

Fruity loo fruity loo

Naw fuck that shit

Guess you staying out of the loop

When when we choose to do the things that you like to do we lose

When you ain't outside taking peoples views

You thinking outside of things that are obtuse ahh

That's reused when a bitch have to have fun with some fuckin brews

Or weed too orgies that's all you

Horny here's your stuff well something to chew

Well ain't nothing seen him me or you

See that's something that you need and yes we do got weed

Came up that's all bill

Went crazy that's all bill

Went down a small hill

On top that's all bill

On top that's all bill

Skitiddy bop that's all bill

Riddlybop lillibop riddlyboop

Thats all bill

My bitch a washing machine

She get wet when turned on

Yo bitch work overtime

I don't think she's getting off

Popped a hammer pill

Fucked until we dosed off

I be that towel boy why cause I tossed her a cloth

They be like jeff what you wanna do in life

Anything nigga cut the coke with a knife

Don't matter to me melt down methamphetamines

Grab some weed we grind it up like it was some coffee beans

Throw it in the blender reminiscent of earl sweatshirt

My team on my back getting cramps man my neck hurt

Safety off now that tech work

Out of your crew you dead first

From dust to dawn like bubbles blown

I'm trying to see that lead burst

Yo head hurt from that red squirt

Tripping cause you were fed dirt

Red purse with that leather

Man I swear you felt better

Only reason you alive is cause of her

Better credit her

Nigga I make shots hurt no this is not nerf

See me in that brand new camry make a cop swerve

Right into my intersection asking me what hood I'm repping

Quick to say if you ain't got drugs that where's your concealed weapon