Cuoy L. Harmon - I Gotcha Open lyrics

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Cuoy L. Harmon - I Gotcha Open lyrics

[Intro:] Yeah Shaz Flawless, Corner Kings [Verse 1: You-C] Nerd flows for all the ninja sword hoes Head is the future, is it delivery or DiGiorno's Durry let me go first because I'm Qui-Gon Jinn Against Darth Maul, but this time the good guy wins I'm God's child, but I act like Satan's prodigy So let me cause havoc, your ex-man is proud of we That n***a shook, there ain't no such thing as halfway crooks You either in or you out, like hokey pokey hooks Backpacks with AR's for Columbine track stars So run n***a run, like Snoop Dogg or Forrest Gump No Frank Ocean dump, but I'm sh**ting on n***as. Pause I got you opened up like p**no stars You know, Lacey Duvalle, Bella Moretti Nut on they face, they got one eye open, call them Fetty Call me petty, but f** it, I got a way with words A stolen notepad of pronouns, adjectives, and verbs YEAGER!!! Shaz Krew to Corner Kings, n***a! 7-0-Gr8ness [Hook: Steph Durry] I gotcha open Been waiting on the moment It's over, for any n***a rhyme against us Make fools out of n***as They go against the grain, but grabbing for a helping hand Once again Gotta crush a n***a in his own space I Gotcha Open In full attention Shaz Krew and Corner Kings, still tippin' But never falling over I gotcha open right where I want ya' I gotcha open I gotcha open n***a [Verse 2: Steph Durry] I gotcha open Been waiting on the moment It's over for any n***a rhyme against us The squad shinning like diamonds in the light Never lite, rising like horizons We spit that potent, we gotcha open We heavy loaded, y'all hardly quoted We over average wit way less effort, so even if I slip Still place me in the front, with a hearse in the back Foul breeze around cause I been k**ing sh** Shifting my way through this rap game Y'all watered down with y'all wack sound Auto-Tune, foreign shoes, blow the opps down Kinda raps y'all got, nah n***a this ain't Durk this Durry You-C Me and Steph bout to step ahead of n***as, don't worry They don't wanna box with God They arms too small and short My reach too long, I'm sk**ed to k** For real, for really? It's looking Meek Milly for you n***as Was Chatty Cathy til I gotcha open And every soul in your set rocking with me Ready to wave ride, while y'all staying sideline We staying solid in this saga that must continue The power circle still strong, all our verses universal Wit the purpose to getcha open at any moment [Outro:] I gotcha open, I gotcha open Shaz Krew to Corner Kings, man, I gotcha open Strictly Stackin' Gang I gotcha open, I gotcha open On the moment Crush a n***a in his own space, I gotcha open n***a! Shaz Krew to Corner Kings, man, we gotcha open All this fire that we bring, man we gotcha open