Ripper what? Gripp who?
Gripp what? Ripper who?
Spit that flow this be Zoe
Here to remind you mutherfuckers get Co.Z
Mutherfuckers wanna ack crazy?
Hit ya with numerous tracks till you play me
Jacks so amazing, like Yeezy and Jeezy, the tracks stay blazed
I don't need you to believe me, your girls stays crazed
Now you're craving to be me, I leave em in a daze
Haters try to follow, copy me, I leave em in a maze
Now we see there ain't no stopping me, cause I don't even pause
And if you think you're ever toping me, I leave you needing gauze
It's Co.Z
Hatters falling down with pockets full of posies as they rang around the rosie
You don't know me
Jack, I be at you back, round ya neck now pray to me like a roseries
Tell the homies
Attack ya with a flow, and if you think you'd spit it better bitch show me
Or blow me
But that was just a rhyme, I got a dime, I don't need your fucking dome, b
You're phony
Like anybody ever trying claim to me their shits holy
I deserve a Tony
Swagger stay means and my humours got timing like a Rolly
Hot like Zoë
Yeah we trying sign, but I ain't gunna let you bitches own me
I said Co.Z ....what.... C O Dot Z
I studied Andre for quite a bit of time
My favourite thing I learned: how to fuck and how to rhyme
Rap and sex, ladies see me flow
Show my tongues fast, now they want the love below
But I ain't going down like the temp of the globe
Unless you be a girl that I start to get to know
And that's ain't guaranteed, cause I'm trying to get up in it
Ready, set, and you'll be wet enough to hit it in a minute
I suggest crackers go invest in the best pair of headphones, ebay bid it
Like AKG K701s or if in a whip get that system kitted
Co.Z hit it, shit'll make you shiver in spine from your sole to your mutherfucking fitted
And I ain't gunna say that we the best, wait, yeah, we the best
Got these hoes "no he didn't" yeah I spit it
Gripp what?
Do you think you can fuck we?
Ripper who?
C O dot Z,  G-R-I double-P
Got beef with the haters so I'm eating ya
Ground the meat, get it cleaved, now i'm beating ya
Cause the slow flows hits ya too
And the rhyme scheme shits on you
Got shit to do, so I'm passing the mic
And he's tight, so you don't wanna ask for a fight
Alright, I came into the business with Gripp
Now we ripping it, finish this shit