Cocaine - Gunplay

Cocaine got me out jail, cocaine paid my bail

Cocaine don’t be buying bitches shit, no purse, no weave, no nails

Cocaine put me on my feet but got my momma losing sleep

Cocaine put me on my feet but got my momma losing sleep

Play that fork like a sport, all my Pyrexes nort

I whip on that white bitch, like she stole and got caught

A buck fifty a gram, tie and triple up, champ

Cracker keep on complaining and still copped it and scram

Y’all know me, turn 3.5 to 9 OZ’s

9 whole keys get yo safe token, combo seized

When I whooped that life sentence, thought they let El Chapo free

I read that statement, I said «Oh hell no not my co-d»

Cocaine in my fingernail, cocaine all in my nostril

Cocaine make me hostile, now go get me my Mossberg

Cocaine got my image tainted, but that Chevy painted

Trap, low dip out, fuck em, left em waiting

Cocaine got me out jail, cocaine paid my bail

Just the other day I lost a brick of cocaine in the mail

Cocaine put me on my feet but got my momma losing sleep

Cocaine put me on my feet but got my momma losing sleep

(Now my momma), losing sleep

(Now my momma), losing sleep

They hit the door up with a warrant, but I was on a tour

(Now my momma), losing sleep

(Now my momma), losing sleep

They showed up at the crib, but that’s just how we live

Yayo buy me fillet mignon, yayo got my payroll looking up, A1

Yayo on my tongue and imma say what I want (fuck the police)

Yayo with me on the run right next to the drum

Yayo know some creole speaking niggas with guns

Yayo get you wheels with ones with trunks in the front

Yayo everywhere (all in my crib)

Yayo everywhere (in my car)

Oh hell yea (oh hell nah)

I’m that one behind that steering wheel

Yayo come with silencers and islands and all kinda shit

Same yayo had him pointing on some «Yea that’s him your honor» shit

Yayo got him bodied, but I got a Maserati

Yayo paid the shooter, move smooth (ladi dadi)

Cocaine got me out jail, cocaine paid my bail

Cocaine don’t be buying bitches shit, no purse, no weave, no nails

Cocaine put me on my feet but got my momma losing sleep

Cocaine put me on my feet but got my momma losing sleep

(Now my momma), losing sleep

(Now my momma), losing sleep

They hit the door up with a warrant, but I was on a tour

(Now my momma), losing sleep

(Now my momma), losing sleep

They showed up at the crib, but that’s just how we live

(Now my momma), losing sleep

(Now my momma), losing sleep

They hit the door up with a warrant, but I was on a tour

(Now my momma), losing sleep

(Now my momma), losing sleep

They showed up at the crib, but that’s just how we live