Lyrics: Ms Cosmo-Connect Lyrics Ft Nasty C, Rouge & Kwesta

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Lyrics to Connect by Ms Cosmo Ft Nasty C, Rouge & Kwesta

Ms Cosmo

[Hook: Nasty C]
Let’s get baked
Let’s connect
Holy oxygen
Take a breath
With my dawgs
Fuck a pit
Count the gross
They count the net I confess

[Post-Hook: Nasty C]
I’ve been talking a little crazy
Me and all my homies
Calling all the shots
Barely calling home, no no
Instagram cashes
Preach when you tag me (preach)
I still go to church
And pray to God to let me speak like I haven’t

[Verse 1: Nasty C]
[?] two’s up, then we burn a zipper
I put my crew up, bought my family first shit
I connect with the stars and I float away
Tell me y’all on the way
Just go straight to your seat in heaven
And you call me up, I’m only a couple of turns away
I’m as young as they come
But my go up is [?]
I’m sorry I rap a lot, I grew up to Cole
I was raised by a rolling stone
That turned me into a rolling stoner
All you hating niggas get a pole to tow
But I’m supposed to pose up on a totem pole
I’m toe to toe with the devil
I blow the smoke in his face
I got the juice, the Belaire
I had to give Nonny a taste
Blowing O’s and smoking jays
I think I just bought me a case
I was quick with the come up
I didn’t even put my foot on the brake, skrr

[Hook: Nasty C]
Let’s get baked
Let’s connect
Holy oxygen
Take a breath
With my dawgs
Fuck a pit
Count the gross
They count the net I confess

[Post-Hook: Nasty C]
I’ve been talking a little crazy
Me and all my homies
Calling all the shots
Barely calling home, no no
Instagram cashes
Preach when you tag me (preach)
I still go to church
And pray to God to let me speak like I haven’t

[Verse 2: Rouge]
Y’all were never ready for the shit I’m ’bout to bring
We got the new school with them bitches
Give a salad like I dropped the roof
Call me the problem, mayday, mayday
Them girls gonna look like I’m sensei
[Rapping in French]
We eating the rappers for dinners and entrées
Sleep on a girl, tryna wake up, up
My time on the limo
My squad to infinity, we got them paper cuts
You checking your insta
He liking my pictures, he stacking up data
Pull yourself together like a zip
He heard the flow and now he gone, gone
Now who is swallowing when he hear me spit?

[Hook: Nasty C]
Let’s get baked
Let’s connect
Holy oxygen
Take a breath
With my dawgs
Fuck a pit
Count the gross
They count the net I confess

[Post-Hook: Nasty C]
I’ve been talking a little crazy
Me and all my homies
Calling all the shots
Barely calling home, no no
Instagram cashes
Preach when you tag me (preach)
I still go to church
And pray to God to let me speak like I haven’t

[Verse 3: Kwesta]
All I wanted was something to lose
Funny how I got it
They made jokes about me and school
Funny how I got ’em
Til the voice got hoarse y’all didn’t believe it
Funny how you betting
Now look at the girl like hey come here then
Funny how she get it
All the way up and never coming down
Straight outta K1, you better one that never gets around
Y’all want something different, don’t you?
Y’all gon’ get the piff I warned you?
Y’all gon’ roll the spliffer won’t you?
Man I got here or there to go to
I kill the show in a bit
Throw the bones in a pit
Kill your dawgs and your clique
Throw the bones to my pit
I’ve been blown by the wind and I’ve been blown by your kin
You get thrown out again
While I get throned, I am king

[Hook: Nasty C]
Let’s get baked
Let’s connect
Holy oxygen
Take a breath
With my dawgs
Fuck a pit
Count the gross
They count the net I confess

[Post-Hook: Nasty C]
I’ve been talking a little crazy
Me and all my homies
Calling all the shots
Barely calling home, no no
Instagram cashes
Preach when you tag me (preach)
I still go to church
And pray to God to let me speak like I haven’t