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faze optic - cosmo and wanda lyrics

hook (faze optic):
i spent my days just been counting the guala
h-lla them hundreds gon fall out my pockets (yuh)
got a new coupe taking off like a rocket
i get the bag n-gga i get the profit
run up on me n-gga i’m finna c-ck it
y’all n-ggas tryna get hit in your sockets
run up on me n-gga i’m finna c-ck it
y’all n-ggas tryna get hit in your sockets
run up on me and get hit with the chopper
they bet i’m the king n-ggas call me t’challa
coupe from the future, straight out of wakanda
and now i got too many bills for my wallet
house in the hills yeah i live like a baller
your boy ran it up now these n-ggas want dollars
house in the hills yeah i live like a baller been getting the wishes like cosmo and wanda

post-hook (faze optic):
yuh
n-ggas want sh-t
n-ggas want sh-t from a n-gga they don’t f-ck with when a n-gga’s dropping hits
b-tch
now i’m getting dollars and i’m gooling in a condo in the hills
got a n-gga all in his feels
these n-ggas tryna make it in this business when they’re popping h-lla pills
n-ggas tryna fake it but i’m real
i bought a maserati yeah i dropped a hundred thousand on the wheels
now a n-gga’s tryna make a deal

verse 1 (jay):
tell cosmo and wanda, timmy turner
dont need no wish i got that burner on me
trapping in the back streets
im the the man with the the keys
beast mode when i step on the beat(yeah)
all these mumble rappers second me
my left hand on the wheel
got the weapon concealed(yeah)
chain so icy
its giving her thrils(yeah)
whip so pricey it cost me a mill (yeah)
got the plug on the line and he got me a deal so
im back on my grind i be stunning for real (yeah)
im out of the office and still making profits
safe too overweight imma make deposit
water whip it like the faucets (yeah)
got j’s in my closet (yeah)
don’t got time for the gossip (yeah)
im just being honest
im shopping i want it i cop it
got cash in my pocket 200 the dash when the
clock it fly as the guy in the c-ckpit
they can’t see the picture i crop it(yeah)
you got her name on a locket
i pull up on time and she pop it
she call me papi
they jockey the style
they just copies
i just hit a l!ck so im happy(yeah)
im blowing the smoke out the honda
im so high i can see cosmo and wanda

verse 2 (faze optic):
timmy turner i be stacking these wishes
these n-ggas mad they b-tches looking like vicky
i’m keeping hundreds but i’m throwing the fifties
i roll a mazzi, you be rolling a civic
y’all jumping n-ggas like y’all at the olympics
then wonder how y’all get y’all -sses in prison
’till 66 like getting gas from the phillips
come run up on me and y’all catching the bl!cky

- faze optic lyrics

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