Cochise - LUKAKU lyrics
Yung Cochise [Terrell Cox] Palm Bay/Palm Beach, Florida, U.S.🇺🇸
[Cochise - LUKAKU lyrics]
Huh, huh, yeah
Shawty know that, hm-hm
I can get this money, I can count it in like hm-hm
Shawty in the back of the crib, it be like ''Hm-hm''
All my niggas countin' up the blue, I'm talkin' ''Hm-hm''
(Hm-hm, ayy, hm-hm, yeah)
Bitch, I'm 'bout my blue I feel like Nipsey
I been off the drink, I'm feelin' tipsy
Kamisaki on my chest, I'm feelin' crispy
Yeah, I thought I told you, I been stackin' bread like Jiffy (I thought I told you)
I thought I told you, I got power like I'm 50 (I thought I told you)
I thought I told you could throw it like a frisbee
I thought I told you, I can sing it like I'm Whitney (I thought I told you)
Yee, yee (Ah, ha)
Yee, yee (Ah, ha)
Yee, yee (Ah, ha)
Bad bih', on me (Yee, yee, yeah)
Ridin' Poney (Yee, yee, yeah)
Give me cony (Yee, yee, yeah)
Patek, Rollie (Yee, yee, yeah)
Ricky, Louis (Yee, yee, yeah)
Try me toolie (Got the tool)
Thought I told you, got my racks up, now I'm older
Got her bent up, yeah, got a foldеr, it get colder
Yeah, it gеt colder, yeah, it get polar
Yeah, okay, yeah, okay
Coutin' bucks, yeah, okay
Fittin' bucks, yeah, okay
Feel like Giannis, I'm a buck, huh-huh, okay
Like, ''Where my cup?'', might pick it up
Yeah, she say I'm too fancy, shawty tried
To pull up on me and said I'm too nasty
Cash yo' money, I can make it flip just like I
Cash yo' money, I can make it flip just like I'm lastly
I don't wanna marry a Jane, I want a Ashley
(Yee, yee)
(Yee, yee)
(Yee, yee)
(Yee, yee)
Bad bih' (Yee, yee), on me (Yee, yee)
Ridin' (Yee, yee) Poney (Yee, yee)
Give me (Yee, yee) cony (Yee, yee)
Patek (Yee, yee), Rollie (Yee, yee)
Ricky (Yee, yee), Louis (Yee, yee)
Try me (Yee, yee) toolie (Yee, yee)
Uh-huh, yeah
Shawty know that, hm-hm
I can get this money, I can count it in like hm-hm
Shawty in the back, of the crib, it be like ''Hm-hm''
All my niggas countin' up the blue, I'm talkin'—
Shawty know that, hm-hm
I can get this money, I can count it in like hm-hm
Shawty in the back of the crib, it be like ''Hm-hm''
All my niggas countin' up the blue, I'm talkin' ''Hm-hm''
(Hm-hm, ayy, hm-hm, yeah)
Bitch, I'm 'bout my blue I feel like Nipsey
I been off the drink, I'm feelin' tipsy
Kamisaki on my chest, I'm feelin' crispy
Yeah, I thought I told you, I been stackin' bread like Jiffy (I thought I told you)
I thought I told you, I got power like I'm 50 (I thought I told you)
I thought I told you could throw it like a frisbee
I thought I told you, I can sing it like I'm Whitney (I thought I told you)
Yee, yee (Ah, ha)
Yee, yee (Ah, ha)
Yee, yee (Ah, ha)
Bad bih', on me (Yee, yee, yeah)
Ridin' Poney (Yee, yee, yeah)
Give me cony (Yee, yee, yeah)
Patek, Rollie (Yee, yee, yeah)
Ricky, Louis (Yee, yee, yeah)
Try me toolie (Got the tool)
Thought I told you, got my racks up, now I'm older
Got her bent up, yeah, got a foldеr, it get colder
Yeah, it gеt colder, yeah, it get polar
Yeah, okay, yeah, okay
Coutin' bucks, yeah, okay
Fittin' bucks, yeah, okay
Feel like Giannis, I'm a buck, huh-huh, okay
Like, ''Where my cup?'', might pick it up
Yeah, she say I'm too fancy, shawty tried
To pull up on me and said I'm too nasty
Cash yo' money, I can make it flip just like I
Cash yo' money, I can make it flip just like I'm lastly
I don't wanna marry a Jane, I want a Ashley
(Yee, yee)
(Yee, yee)
(Yee, yee)
(Yee, yee)
Bad bih' (Yee, yee), on me (Yee, yee)
Ridin' (Yee, yee) Poney (Yee, yee)
Give me (Yee, yee) cony (Yee, yee)
Patek (Yee, yee), Rollie (Yee, yee)
Ricky (Yee, yee), Louis (Yee, yee)
Try me (Yee, yee) toolie (Yee, yee)
Uh-huh, yeah
Shawty know that, hm-hm
I can get this money, I can count it in like hm-hm
Shawty in the back, of the crib, it be like ''Hm-hm''
All my niggas countin' up the blue, I'm talkin'—