Cottage Grove Seminars lyrics

[Verse 1: Vic Spencer]
Cottage grove on my slope
It’s a timebomb in this b*tch with no tick
Every time you look up in the mirror you get sick, uh
I got a good look, you rappers is ass
No need to have a gun if I can fracture your abs
Out of my class, the rhyme look like shattering glass
Break the back board, the dunk is a blast from the past
Blood on my SB’s skate or die
Don’t call my iPhone call my Razr line
Back on my business, I haven’t bought a suit this year
You at all the parties when no b*tch said you were cute this year
Felony n*ggas on the block right after jail
Light up the L, you never did right for your self
Old fairytale rapper, I should give you wings and a twinkly toes
Infrared look like pimples on your nose
I’m on Cottage Grove with the cottage cheese
I could smell a rat from a mile away, nobody stopping me
Unless you blind, this virtual life
When the gun jam I had to cuss at the pipe (f*ck)
There’s n*ggas still out here hustling white
You looking real hot dog, you need to put the mustard on light
And if I ain’t touching the mic I’m somewhere smoking
Or I’m doing both even the microphone started choking
I got a target but it’s out in the open
This sh*t is over with, load the clips
I’m where the ocean is, this is a motion pic
[Verse 2: Grafh]
Tell Virgil write brick on my brick
Extendo looking like a scooter, night stick in my grip
A thousand grams of fried fish on my grits, I eat hearty
You in the street hardly
Get your favorite rapper beat and robbed at his release party
I spark ‘til the steam foggy
Leap frog is he retarded, at least partly
I let your daughter do what she want to I’m Steve Harvey (Lauri)
Your costume jewelry is made of a cheap Barbie (Plastic)
These crystals got the bud looking like a bleached palm tree
The heat palm me
So when you scream and I speak calmly (Shut up)
Brick in the water, the key soggy
He’s probably Mr. Miyagi, key-rate
Fresh off the boat the white girl PYT
So fresh before you bust it open gotta see ID
My gun smoking like G Ali n*gga
I’m B.I.G. n*gga, King Kong
But I’m more like Biggie Smalls than Big Sean (Baby)
Two b*tches hands in my drawls, ping pong (Serve)
Swing my arms while I’m swinging my arms
Who shot ya? (Boom)

[Outro: Grafh]
Groovy
My name Grafh ho
Team Bang
Big gang
Gang gang gang gang