Lyrics Coke Boyz - Kennedy, French Montana

Coke Boyz

Closing up shop and locking doors
Turning up lost in some unknown
Silence so mighty you go deaf
Bombs are going off inside your chest.
It feels like the end
(Hook)
Uh Coke Boys
Uh Montana
Uh we up in here
Uh what they talkin bout?
Uh Coke Boys
Uh Montana
Uh we up in here
Uh what they talkin bout?
Uh Coke Boys
Uh Montana
Uh we in this bitch
Uh what they talkin bout?
Uh Coke Boys
Uh Montana
Uh we in this bitch
Uh what they talkin bout?
Bombs are going off inside your chest.
It feels like the end
(Verse)
Custom made shoes buy them drugs sell em
They try and nail me to the cross but I’m across the globe
I’m talkin 20 M’s, 20 in the pen
Winners never quit, quitters never win
Comin out the bottom, you don’t know the half
I’m finished now, my city just call the autograph
From the most hated to the most loved
You see them red diamonds? Nigga that’s cold blood
Hearts turnin weaks, killers turned to baits
Niggas hate to love, haters love to hate
A salam aleikum and shala
Please tell my story right if I got that
(Hook)
Uh Coke Boys
Uh Montana
Uh we up in here
Uh what they talkin bout?
Uh Coke Boys
Uh Montana
Uh we up in here
Uh what they talkin bout?
Uh Coke Boys
Uh Montana
Uh we in this bitch
Uh what they talkin bout?
Uh Coke Boys
Uh Montana
Uh we in this bitch
Uh what they talkin bout?
Bombs are going off inside your chest.
It feels like the end
(Verse)
See them diamonds flashing, come and catch the photo
High off life but I’m sittin solo
Bitches fall out, real niggas fall in
Sharks in them waters there, you stick yo toes in
Tryna fin God cus they gave me Him
The road paved in them hunnits, that’s a paper trail
Chinchilla dyed mood but the coupe roach
Absorbed all this bullshit and let the truth soaking
Self-made, never press the clock
The fire of the pin got my heart to block
From the blocks where the young niggas hit they vein
It’s Detroit not the country, now we switchin planes
They tryna kill my mind and my body
Coke Boys, new Illuminati
(Hook)
Uh Coke Boys
Uh Montana
Uh we up in here
Uh what they talkin bout?
Uh Coke Boys
Uh Montana
Uh we up in here
Uh what they talkin bout?
Uh Coke Boys
Uh Montana
Uh we in this bitch
Uh what they talkin bout?
Uh Coke Boys
Uh Montana
Uh we in this bitch
Uh what they talkin bout?
Bombs are going off inside your chest.
It feels like the end
(Verse)
Winnin kinda stuntin, I’m like Money Man Meech
Brought y city with me and we comin in a fleet
And now I’m getting wit ya, now I brought it in the streets
I’m thinkin fuck a album sale, we sold 100 bricks this week
Thousands grams of crack, take it to the table
Back it all up, take it to the label
And tell them that distributed, I’m getting cake ridiculous
Ride like a frog, killin through the traffic ribiddin
They tellin me to turn down, they said that I need Ritalin
Ballin like I’m Jordan, assist, I’m Scotty Pippen it
In and out the flows, crossin over like I’m dribbling
Running laps round the rappers, tired like Michelin
Started out with triple M, but double initiative
Yellow gold, Cuban diamonds, blue like Michigan
(Hook)
Uh Coke Boys
Uh Montana
Uh we up in here
Uh what they talkin bout?
Uh Coke Boys
Uh Montana
Uh we up in here
Uh what they talkin bout?
Uh Coke Boys
Uh Montana
Uh we in this bitch
Uh what they talkin bout?
Uh Coke Boys
Uh Montana
Uh we in this bitch
Uh what they talkin bout?
Bombs are going off inside your chest.
It feels like the end
Bombs are going off inside your chest.