Gonz - Kortah Watuh lyrics

[Hook: Frank Knight] Damn shorty, damn shorty you goin get me caught up Let me grab your whole frame, like a quarter water My hands all over it, I know your ex ain't over it You got the kind of wave that could make a solar rift (2x) [Verse 1: Frank Knight] My team got it going on, you ain't iller uh We never tattled so we silent on the telephone I'm riding through Brooklyn, slowly plotting on the throne Aids wallets grind I need the pockets full blown I saw pa** the past, and studied all history I lust stacks of cash, my only epiphany Hide your jealous face cause your jealousy don't phase Like lil biffs in dames while my style hold grace To graves they been sent they became irrelevant I'm a brain in heaven high thinker far from heller bent My couture is so dope, I been k**ing the game Since I came and became a mirror image of caine I'm talking 'bout Terror's caine, me don't mean no rapper I'm talking 'bout them joints peddled by a blow tapper From dim light glimmers trying see some hope flicker So hell it's only right Knizza shine in every picture [Hook: Frank Knight] Damn shorty, damn shorty you goin get me caught up Let me grab your whole frame, like a quarter water My hands all over it, I know your ex ain't over it You got the kind of wave that could make a solar rift (2x) [Verse 2: Frank Knight] For the life that we want this life that we live In the back to the front ya dig baby we jig Where the hell the fine wine at shorty you bad You Christ sent, with nice skin you caught me you rad Damn you got me so high I now forget my name Line sprinkles remain from last nights novacane Your lipstick I still taste, your touch was insane And every lick on my lips a rush to the brain Seen you playing with your kitty kat and purring while you cum I'm so drawn to the call you the siren not the one We know it ain't love still no question if I'm in yours Got the rich dreams of murcielago fly doors Raising like hands questioning a poor lifestyle That bed stuy project sumner wildlife style Rolling with executive thugs the ones who like style Who still might black in the night and put lights out [Hook: Frank Knight] Damn shorty, damn shorty you goin get me caught up Let me grab your whole frame, like a quarter water My hands all over it, I know your ex ain't over it You got the kind of wave that could make a solar rift (2x) [Verse 3: Frank Knight] Shorty come on rumble now, Knizza 'bout to bubble now Wait I don't bubble now, on so I run it now Built to be a champion, I could go hundred rounds Sleep you like ambient, but I put you underground Welcome to my terror dome, here where my terror homed Haters got they head on wrong, I just make them dead and gone I don't go Rambo though, I don't need the hammer yo But I got the ammo woah, I just thought I let 'em know I use to have a sinner soul I could get your center fold Leave your body winter cold get you left in the road Noose you chrome down, but I'm more grown now I just want the throne now, look at me I'm soul bound Now after being broke like mistake baby rubbers We expect the drama like court for baby mothers Look at where we came from it just made us that raw I ain't ever been it ma why would I act soft [Hook: Frank Knight] Damn shorty, damn shorty you goin get me caught up Let me grab your whole frame, like a quarter water My hands all over it, I know your ex ain't over it You got the kind of wave that could make a solar rift (2x)