Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Coacine Mafia, artist - French Montana. Album song Coke Boys, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 12.04.2012
Record label: Coke Boys
Song language: English
Coacine Mafia |
How we do mayne? |
That’s that shit, Montana, uhh, yeah |
Your bitch chose a nigga don’t be mad |
Got pounds of that kush, 40 cal is in my bag |
No matter where I’m at, I let that thing go blat |
And that cocaine mafia got these niggas mad fosho |
Homie it’s that cocaine mafia fosho |
I could break a brick down, nigga I could break a hoe |
I’m a pro, what the fuck you niggas talkin'? |
Nigga everything’s a go, Montana |
Hop up on a track rape a donna |
150 stacks count it back leave the door locked (hold up) |
You watching niggas starve while you ate good |
Now it’s ghetto niggas poppin space call me Ace Hood |
Slang wood dick dealer white chinchilla in the huddle |
Try’nna bubble like sprite pink syrup |
Gotta hit the pot stir it, move an ounce fuck par |
And you know never play wit kon a nigga lying like a rug |
That coke boy music that kinda shit you get chills for |
Round table get the bread and butter 'fore the meal come |
Talk about that cocaine mafia, word to Trae I’m the truth |
Yelling through the ceiling like «fuck the roof!» |
Montana! |
Your bitch chose a nigga don’t be mad |
Got pounds of that kush, 40 cal is in my bag |
No matter where I’m at, I let that thing go blat |
And that cocaine mafia got these niggas mad fosho |
Homie it’s that cocaine mafia fosho |
I could break a brick down, nigga I could break a hoe |
I’m a pro, what the fuck you niggas talkin'? |
Nigga everything’s a go, Montana |
Louis Vuitton 20 bag replacin' that with bags of 'cane |
Work inside the back of this '47 white powder frame |
Double up the price and it might just get you a fair exchange |
Fuck with me your ass’ll get chopper weather, I can make it rain |
Office like dirt, I take all shots |
Believe this, I’m the MVP all blocks |
Ducked off, I ain’t try’na see no cops |
In the Koop I ain’t try’na see no tops |
Wrist game since try’na see more rocks |
Strapped up like I’m try’na see more blocks |
Got burr’s, I’m try’na see more flocks |
Fuck a hater, they ass gon' get dropped |
I gotta get dough, gotta get paid |
Take a look at me, yeah bitch I’m laid |
Any bitch on my dick gon' get played |
Any bitch on my dick gon' get laid |
Right after she get laid she get lost |
At door, hop up fours and floss |
Yeah I do me, I ain’t worried 'bout the cost |
Don’t deal with connects, I deal with the boss |
On this cocaine mafia, that Rich Porter |
Cop it from the border then flush it until the side of order |
Tsunami hustle, yeah we flood the block |
I ain’t talking water motherfucker, watch me flood the block |
Talkin' all white |
Your bitch chose a nigga don’t be mad |
Got pounds of that kush, 40 cal is in my bag |
No matter where I’m at, I let that thing go blat |
And that cocaine mafia got these niggas mad fosho |
Homie it’s that cocaine mafia fosho |
I could break a brick down, nigga I could break a hoe |
I’m a pro, what the fuck you niggas talkin'? |
Nigga everything’s a go, Montana |