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  1. Tag, Not It

Lyrics

Yeah
Cole Hearted baby
Yeah, yeah
Cool as a fan but I'm
Yeah, I'm the hot
Yeah yeah

Cool as a fan but I'm hot shit
I'm the hot topic
Nigga you not it
Like tag you not it

Cool as a fan but I'm hot shit
I'm the hot topic
Nigga you not it
Like tag you not it

Dressed to the nines
With no designs
Smelling like pine
I'm right on time
Check on yo clock
I'm on the dot
Ooh yeah, check on yo thot
Is she on block
Is she on lock
Ooh yeah, I would think not
She for the streets
Took her to eat
Then I got treats
Shawty is sweet

I'm the charismatic coochie killer
Mike bad, bitch I'm thriller
Creaming the shot like I'm Miller
I leave her crying like rivers
I like her face
I like her features
I'm Cole, so nice to meet ya
Sixth man off of the bleachers
I went from student to teacher

I get it I don't gotta force it
It's in me not on me resourced it
Not married not into divorcing
Won't settle no I cannot forfeit
The vibe that I got she want more of it
They stealing my swag they adoring it
I see what I see no distorting it
She treat me like I am important

Me and you are not the same
I'm that nigga
I just stay up out the way
You be in it
I'm the one create the wave
You just ride it
Nigga you a passenger
And I be driving

Cool as a fan but I'm hot shit
I'm the hot topic
Nigga you not it
Like tag you not it

Cool as a fan but I'm hot shit
I'm the hot topic
Nigga you not it
Like tag you not it

Need a zip not a half cause I'm finna blow
Smelling me loud on the indigo
With all of the smoke ain't making me choke
Leave me alone don't get me provoked
A lil nigga but I'm at ya throat
We can get down yeah we can get on
Talking my shit by myself I'm alone
Say the wrong the I swear Ima uh

Spazz on they ass
I got road rage Ima mash on the gas
Houston Rocket I Takeoff on they ass
Get the fuck out of my face on my way through the glass

Making my pass to the layup
Assisting the bitch on her getting her cake up
Liking her natural no need for the make up
Fuck with me now you can't fuck with me later