She (Explicit) Lyrics
She (Explicit) - KOTA The Friend
Lyrics by：Avery Jones
Composed by：Avery Jones
She had a trench coat some Air 3's with her
Hot cup of tea and a Fader magazine
With some light blue jeans real crown like a queen
And a Mac Air but it ain't the one
She had last year
Wednesday 1 o'clock she don't really got a job
She do her own thing she ride her own wave
Only twenty people on the 'Gram that she followin'
Only post work she ain't tryna be a model chick
Same three friends be the one
She poppin' bottles with
Got trust issues so she keep a lot bottled in
She don't do religion not a catholic a Protestant
We believe in white wine feet up on the ottoman
Gotta little purse that she only keep the ganja in
Low-key got her own business and she mindin' it
Ex niggas always in her phone she like
Not again
If she get your number you be lucky
If she lock it in
She from the hood but she ain't hood
She hella grounded but the plane trips
To BnB stay booked
Told me I should read the Four Agreements
It's a great book
Cracked a little smile and
She threw me back the same look yeah
Back the same look yeah