Super Rare

[Verse 1: Kota]
Oh girl with the nice eyes
Can I chat to you real quick?
I'ma kick some real shit
I feel like we both feel this
Held me down I was down bad (down bad)
It’s only right when I'm back up (back up)
It's whatever you want
Consider it done
I don’t go no time for these hoes
Only want what's good for my soul
Put you in a house in L.A
And now that shit be feelin' like home
Dude she pick you up when you low
Dude she warm you up when you cold
Dude she give you peace then she don't
Boy you better let the bitch go

[Pre-Chorus: Kota]
I feel bad for a lot of y'all
She a one in a milli, I'm sure
A lot of hoe shit goin' on
They don't make ’em like this no mo
Like Bam, ion gotta ball
Give me love when the cash comes slow
Got you then I got it all
They don’t make 'em like this no mo

[Chorus: Kota]
Two dollar bills in the safe, keep it safe
They don’t make 'em like this no mo
O.G. one's not the retros nigga
They don't make ’em like this no mo
Analog girl in a internet world
They don't make 'em like this no mo
Polaroid, thirty-five-mil baby girl
They don't make 'em like this no mo

[Verse 2: Kota]
In the Maldives nigga
Y'all know a damn thing about me nigga
Try to come back but you found me with her
Fumbled the bag and that's sad
In a hot spring taking a bag for straight gas
I'd be dumb if I look to the past
That shit trash
Got wise so I watered the grass, don't look patchy
She is spoiled, I ain't talking about cash
And that's facts
Real Estate girl it's whatever you want
Build it from the ground, wherever you want
Jealous of the jet-ski?
Whenever you want it
We can sip on wine
Making love till the morning
Two old souls
We ain't acting new
Get this bread bring it back to you
Old school shawty, super rare
Better be a class act if she after you

[Pre-Chorus: Kota]
I said
I feel bad for a lot of y'all
She a one in a milli, I'm sure
A lot of hoe shit goin' on
They don't make' em like this no mo
I feel bad for a lot of ya
Like Bam, ion gotta ball
Give me love when the cash comes slow
Got you then I got it all
They don't make 'em like this no mo

[Chorus: Kota]
Two dollar bills in the safe, keep it safe
They don't make 'em like this no mo
O.G. one's not the retro ones nigga
They don't make 'em like this no mo
Analog girl in a internet world
They don't make 'em like this no mo
Polaroid, thirty-five-mil baby girl
They don't make 'em like this no mo

[Bridge: O'Shay]
It's like Ive been struck by lightning
Love's so blinding I'm reminded
Of just how much you care for me
Its clear to me
No one can compare 'cause you're a rarity
I'm so-o-o
Glad you came my way
I know-w-w
That you're my saving grace
Bras be in my face
And I don't even care
'Cause our love is so rare