Nola(feat. Khary & Hello Oshay) (Explicit) - KOTA The Friend/Khary/Hello Oshay

Mama said eat your veggies

Mama said opinions won't pay your rent

Mama said money won't make you rich

Mama said boy you better wash your dish

F**k raw then raise your kids

Don't do it if it make no sense

If they dip when you down then they ain't your friends

Stay you don't obey no trends

Go play go play go play

Too much in my head

I ain't got no time

Gotta get this bread bread

Gotta get this wine

Don't bring up no drama when you hit me on my line

If it ain't the commas on my mama it's declined

I don't drink no coca-cola

Soul is so like Motorola's

Only want it if it's Kosher

Not a hole I'd rather nola

Darling you know I am boring

I don't like the club but

You can stay and grab a cup

I'm just a n***a from New York

Yankee fitted in my trunk

Took a minute now but I'm

Lit and now my city show me love

Brooklyn spread the love

Get your funds

Used to take the g and now we count 'em up

Broke a lot of hearts and all that

I can say was I was young

Call me on my jack

All my n***a's really got my back

Shorty got my heart

So I promise her that I'll be back

If it feel like love lil homie then it's probably that

If you got a feeling she a thottie oh she probably that

Too much in my head

Yeah

I ain't got no time time

Gotta get this bread bread

Gotta get this wine

Don't bring up no drama when you hit me on my line

If it ain't the commas on my mama it's declined

Put

Too much in my head my head

I ain't got no time

Gotta get this bread bread

Gotta get this wine

Don't bring up no drama when you hit me on my line

If it ain't the commas on my mama it's declined

F**k up some commas

I'm just trying to make some

Racks I can spend on my mama

Small city had me feeling like

I'm Napoleon dyna-mite

But I ain't talking to no Tina's and feeding no llama's

Same goes for sharks and piranha's

Hype beast's and all pre Madonna's

Came a long way from a kid

Now I'm a man trying to stay who he is

But he say he's different I'm not who I was

I can only affect how I exist in the present

The noblest king was a peasant

An hour can change in a second

The entrance is often the exit

I get in the plane I need plesents

So keep your bulls**t out of my presence aye

Pardon me as I'm partin' seas

Not a tin man all this heart in me as

I ran the meter

Pay the parking fees

When you're for the fence

Peter parker steez

Chef and recipes

Till I rest in peace

Blood and elbow grease

Going hard to my final now

Y'all be draining the spinal tap

I'm still chewing on bottle caps

And I say

F**k they rules and just do it your own way

F**k playing it safe rather flipping the coin fame

'Cause on the money come

To get less n**ga

The hold drank

Hold dank

For the next the

Own it is go brank

Ok I'm back in the for you

Reload your made in the oleina

Get didn't on way

No way hoes a and this

What that you no that a fine

If your says sine say this

For shine one

Too much in my head

Yeah

I ain't got no time time

Gotta get this bread bread

Gotta get this wine

Don't bring up no drama when you hit me on my line

If it ain't the commas on my mama it's declined

Put

Too much in my head

Too much in my

I ain't got no time

I ain't got no

Gotta get this bread

Gotta get this

Gotta get this wine

Gotta get this

Don't bring up no drama when you hit me on my line

Hit me on my line

If it ain't the commas on my mama it's declined

Yeah

Wait hole up I ain't looking

For it if it ain't mine

Doubt a lot of people know

I love you if I make time

They just tryna ride a wave

They just caught up in this game

I be with my youngin' watching elmo bumping fe

Like ya ya hold up

Feel good to be home yeah

Murder all I that I know yeah

Thank God for this flow uh

Sun shine like California

I grow wherever I go

Wear my grey sweats like balmain's

I'm cozy homie that's all

That's all that's all

Got your girl playing my songs

Heard your shoes cost a few bands

Boy I'd take your b***h with my vans

Yeah

Brooklyn n***a since day one

Clinton hill where I came from

Show love to my real friends

That's proud of me don't change up

'Cause I came from nothing but

I stay a hundred

Lotta people sleeping finna

Wake 'em up and wasn't ever happy

I been smiling lately devil never catch me

Hit him with the fakey

I came here to kill and never here to steal

And I'm the hood hero head like a villain

We ain't never really had a pot to piss in

And the clock is ticking

So we gotta get it like yeah

Too much in my head

Yeah

I ain't got no time time

Gotta get this bread bread

Gotta get this wine

Don't bring up no drama when you hit me on my line

If it ain't the commas on my mama it's declined

Put

Too much in my head

Too much in my

I ain't got no time

I ain't got no

Gotta get this bread

Gotta get this

Gotta get this wine

Gotta get this

Don't bring up no drama when you hit me on my line

Hit me on my line

If it ain't the commas on my mama it's declined

Yeah yeah