歌词
Coke Boi
Get to the bag and I go (I go)
I get done fuccin' ya bıtch and I go (I go)
Roll up a blunt full of that Runtz, feelin' like I poured a four
I told her panties gotta go (Gotta go)
She want me to take it slow (Take it)
She like how the money rain on the floor (She lighten)
She lighten up like some twinkle toes (Shy)
Most of these nıggas goin' out sad (Sad)
Man, this shıt is sad (So sad)
You really can't do nothin' but chase a bag
Dıck ridin' at an all-time high
Gotta watch your back, they'll take your spot
Got a iron on me 'cause it get hot (Hot, yeah)
Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot (Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot)
Snitchin'-ass nıgga, you gon' rot (Snitchin'-ass nıgga, you gon' rot)
Can't tell on my brother, I would not (Can't tell on my brother, I would not)
One of a kind, man, we so hot (One of a kind, man, we so hot, yeah)
Can't let these nıggas break us up (Nah)
They just mad we in the Bentley truck
Fucc around and get stumped a mud hole in your ass, playin' around with us (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Draw my gun if I see you movin' too fast, no need to rush
Six hour flight, wake me when the plane finna land, no catchin' bus (What? nah)
Got your up on her knees and I'm finna bust
Saint Laurent, money bustin' out my damn jeans, ain't it's not enough
Saint Laurent jeans bustin' out my fuccin' what and I'm finna what?
Man, damn
Most of these nıggas goin' out sad (Sad)
Man, this shıt is sad (So sad)
You really can't do nothin' but chase a bag
Dıck ridin' at an all-time high
Gotta watch your back, they'll take your spot
Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot (Hot, yeah)
Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot (Takeoff)
Woah, stop (Woah)
Or somebody finna get shot (Brr)
'Fore I put the cheese on top (Spin)
And then we come spinnin' the block (Spin)
Remember them days after them days when nıggas was runnin' from cops? (Freeze)
Now I get money, no minimum wage, I'm tryna dodge the paparazzi (Cheese)
Wait, hold on (Wait)
Swervin', I get my roll on (Swerve)
Outside the river, Cinderella white
And the new Patek a snowcone
If this is a sport, we takin' the torch
Tell 'em good game then go home (Bye)
And like a new 'Port, we bringin' the smoke
But you wanna short along (Smoke)
Ain't givin' my heart to none of you women, so I went and painted it Chrome (No)
I'm talkin' 'bout the bag, I'm callin' Chris Paul, so I cannot pick up the phone (Brr)
She not tryna fucc, then she out of luck, the bag she had is gone (Where)
Ain't tryna be disrespectful, baby, she just had a nasty tone
He poppin' them all like he feelin' unstoppable, told him to change the tone (Woo)
If it's somethin' 'bout my brother, it can be right, or it can be dead wrong (True)
Nıggas dıckridin' at an all-time high, y'all nıggas dead wrong (Stop)
Fourth of July, how I'm poppin' that fire, you can be dead and gone (Pop)
Most of these nıggas goin' out sad (Sad)
Man, this shıt is sad (Aw man)
You really can't do nothin' but chase a bag
Dıckridin' at an all-time high
Gotta watch your back, they'll take your spot
Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot (Hot, yeah)
Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot (Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot)
Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot (Hot, yeah)
Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot (Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot)
Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot (Hot, yeah)
Yeah
专辑信息
1.All Time High
2.Why They Gotta Hate?
3.The Best
4.Hectic
5.Rocky Road
6.Noir Freestyle
7.So Hot
8.Off The Jet
9.6 Pack
10.Out The Picture
11.Stranger
12.How It Do That
13.No Ending
14.Potency