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Aye put them COB flags in the air (COB)
 Put 'em in the motherfucking air
 It's time to put the C.O.B bandana back on (Yeah, yeah)
 The robocops killed Breonna Taylor in her sleep
 It's time to wake they ass up, smoke 'em out with the choppers
 (Doot, Doot, Doot, Doot, Doot)
 Crooked going militant, uh
 Back on my shit again
 Back with some rap shit that'll make Kaepernick have to kneel again
 Back to stack a mill again
 Touchin' a button, tuckin' my ceiling in
 What tax bracket is that black gorilla in?
 All you need to know is I can afford ammo
 I'm like a sports channel
 I put them shooters on you court camera
 With a snap of the finger, way before Thanos
 And get away in a lambo
 Smooth as piano chord samples
 Flashing my diamond rings
 Finer things, if you dig the diamonds I give you
 You can finally lead the minor leagues
 It's jewelry time and I've been enlightenin' G's
 Ever since George Floyd and Eric Garner been tryna breathe
 You know how they do us right?
 Malcom X, you was right
 They care about a confederate statue more than a human life
 They abusin' our human rights
 Don't confuse me with Susan Rice
 I'm shooting right at you and that statue do my votin', toting a Ruger Pike
 Somebody go tell Mitch McConnell
 I'm a pistol aficionado
 He can go suck some dicks with Donald
 I'm killing all of that big bravado
 With the stick then I go get my thick Chicano
 Chicken Cabo, chillin' while she sip moscato
 Nigga just kickin' it like Ninjago
 Y'all know, I skip the bottle
 But still I pour out liquor for my niggas that's in Chicago
 I don't have all the answers to our cancers
 But something has to change
 The president acts deranged
 Can never just act his age
 I'm presently at the range
 Heavily strapped, ready to clap
 Whoever is actin' strange
 With my TEC in my Calico
 This Cali, ho but I'ma turn this shit into The Alamo
 Shoot outs, injure
 Pull the tool out, getcha
 Shit blew out, shoot quicker than Lew Alcindor 'gainst the defender
 You house niggas like Terry Crews go meet with your master tho'
 Say you ride for the culture, you better keep your word (Word)
 Crooked's a Shepard, these other rappers are sheep you heard
 Just wanna push you off a building
 And empty an extended clip in your body
 Before you even reach the street and curve
 The way you fly off the building, you can compete with birds
 The crash landing expanding your brains like some geeks and nerds
 They say actions speak louder than words
 I'ma make you eat your verbs
 This is Boyz n the Hood meets The Purge
 Purge
 C.O.B
 The COB is back
 Put them bandanas in the air
 Wave 'em around
 Bandanas up
 The COB is back
 Boop Boop Boop Boop
 Hurry

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Duration
02:51
Key
1
Tempo
164 BPM

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