NRTH - Cozy

{Intro: NRTH}
Cozy.. i'm cozy..

{Verse 1: NRTH}
Ay dios mio
Speaky no ingles
Smoking that joint
Getting head on that freeway
All in the mix
Like a nigga a DJ
I'm not a loser
I just be chillin
Most of these niggas be all in they feelings
Why is you trippin?
I do not get it
Get you some money
Then flip it and spend it
Get straight to the bread
And i'm minding my business
I'm minding my business
I'm minding my business (Aye)
I said sweetheart where's my super suit?
She got a ass so fat like a juicy fruit
Badass nigga, like Boosie Boo
She said i hate this nigga
But i love you too
2 bankrolls and a matte black coupe
I got a down south bitch with an attitude
She like drink mixed up with thе malibu
A young pimp name NRTH
Don't go back and forth
Straight to the point
What you asking for?
Back at 4

{Pretty Dim}
Bro.. if you ain't tryna make my pockеts obese, if you ain't tryna stack my pockets with green then don't fucking talk to me. Like bro.. what the fuck are you even saying right now?

{Verse 2: Jaylon De'shun}
Jaylon De'shun
Know i'm the truth
Pretty & NRTH
I'm with the crew
Walk on the beat
Like i know what to do
Walk in the spot
Like give me the loot
Ready for war
Me and the troops (Doot, doot, doot)
Know ima shoot
I'm taking off, going straight to the moon
At no more waiting, let's jump off the roof (Let's get it)
Over the edge
I'm going outta my mind
I always knew it was there
Told you just give me some time
I'm coming after what's mine
You know i need me a check
Tryna take care of my people
Baby you know it don't stop (Woah)
Lot of wins, whole lotta motion on this side
Me and NRTH get it poppin over on this side
Southside, dollar signs
Real life
Ain't no need for me to go fantasize
Gold all on my neck (Bags)
Gold all in my teeth (Cash)
Couple mils in a bank account (Cash)
That's all a young nigga need
Gold all on my neck (Cash)
Gold all in my teeth (Cash)
Couple mils in a bank account
And i'm gassed up to go get it

{Outro}
Fucking cozy!