Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cocaine, artist - Gunplay. Date of issue: 20.07.2017
Song language: English
Cocaine |
| 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 |