Lyrics Kosc - Witcho Melo

(Now fuck that bitch, like she ain't shit)
(I'ma cross that goat, like he a man)
(That choppa, bring in, all that sand)
(I swear to God, that she gon' heal)

(Now fuck that bitch, like she ain't shit)
(I'ma cross that goat, like he a man)
(That choppa, bring in, all that sand)
(I swear to God, that she gon' heal)

K-O-S-C, on my wrist
I'ma fuck that bitch, like she ain't shit
Wear a star up on my chest
I'ma cross that Goat, like he a man

Bullets, go like, Peter Pan
That choppa, bring in, all that sand
Call me, on that, 1-8-7
I swear to God, that bitch gon' heal

Mop the floor, with all that shit
Fuck that bitch, like she a fan
Bless that check, on Only Fans
Post that, on that, Instagram

Post that, on that, Instagram
Post that, on that, Instagram
Post that, on that, Instagram
Post that, on that, Instagram

Post that, on that, Instagram
You post that, on that, shit
Turn your nigga to a, body bag
Now he gon' see the fish

Bless the money, cause it fuckin' comes
We dodge the IRS
Lookin' back, it was funny honey
I was doin' flips

Murder Red, on that, Red Rum
I was poppin' pills
Back it up, on my big dick
Bitch was makin' deals

I was marchin' for the old man
On the top of the hill
He was marchin' with that shotgun boy
I swear it gonna feel

Shawty so hot
Had to pipe her like a Timbre
Shawty so bad
Ass, clap, like a boomerang
Shawty so good
Her head, like a submarine
I'm so hot, and my head
Go ring, ring, ring

Shawty so hot
Had to pipe her like a Timbre
Shawty so bad
Ass, clap, like a boomerang
Shawty so good
Her head, like a submarine
I'm so hot, and my head
Go ring, ring, ring

K-O-S-C, on my wrist
I'ma fuck that bitch, like she ain't shit
Wear a star up on my chest
I'ma cross that Goat, like he a man

Bullets, go like, Peter Pan
That choppa, bring in, all that sand
Call me, on that, 1-8-7
I swear to God, that bitch gon' heal

Mop the floor, with all that shit
Fuck that bitch, like she a fan
Bless that check, on Only Fans
Post that, on that, Instagram

K-O-S-C, on my wrist
I'ma fuck that bitch, like she ain't shit
Wear a star up on my chest
I'ma cross that Goat, like he a man

Bullets, go like, Peter Pan
That choppa, bring in, all that sand
Call me, on that, 1-8-7
I swear to God, that bitch gon' heal

Mop the floor, with all that shit
Fuck that bitch, like she a fan
Bless that check, on Only Fans
Post that, on that, Instagram

Post that, on that, Instagram
Post that, on that, Instagram
Post that, on that, Instagram
Post that, on that, Instagram