French Montana, Chinx, CokeBoy Zack - Coke Boy Money lyrics
[French Montana, Chinx, CokeBoy Zack - Coke Boy Money lyrics]
I’m talking Coke Boy money
It’s money you’ve never seen
Nigga the drug money, we get it by any means
I turned one brick to a three
We flip with the 16
Taking headshots, 187 the same
Oh shit, jughead just bought a 5, g head
A king tut piece
Bout the size of Little Maurice
Fore I step out the crib put the 40 on me
When you greet a nigga do it
How you would an OG
Shots rained, bum dropped his 40 ounce OE
Drop back, young boys lift you off your feet
We be ripping tours, drug dealers
That hit the Forbes
White wraith, white house nigga
World is yours
I got a thang with china silk, diamond rings
3 quarter mink, boulders on the link
Four five six bitch walking with the bank
Montana, rent paid
Peep the driveway, you gone need a gas stop
They tried to finish me
Came up in this industry
Catch me in that drop head
Shawty getting dentistry
Hoes pimps and murder, nigga play the burner
Talk fly, nigga clip your wings
Put your bitch in the crossfades
Chicken wings
We flip birds like we’re flying trapeze
Niggas on parole, frying that leaf
Niggas flying that east
Where you gone have to die for that piece
Bout 15 on them cars at least
Hopped out, got the new car smell
Coach him how to touchdown with the work
Nigga Bill Parcells
Snatch your chain, niggas buy it back
Watch for the wire tap
All the loose ends, we be tying that
Buying that, 36 Os, 36 strategies of war
Stash houses, hackey sack then wall
We ain’t see the law, Stevie Wonder how
One nation under god
Never let the drama slide screaming Buh!
It’s money you’ve never seen
Nigga the drug money, we get it by any means
I turned one brick to a three
We flip with the 16
Taking headshots, 187 the same
Oh shit, jughead just bought a 5, g head
A king tut piece
Bout the size of Little Maurice
Fore I step out the crib put the 40 on me
When you greet a nigga do it
How you would an OG
Shots rained, bum dropped his 40 ounce OE
Drop back, young boys lift you off your feet
We be ripping tours, drug dealers
That hit the Forbes
White wraith, white house nigga
World is yours
I got a thang with china silk, diamond rings
3 quarter mink, boulders on the link
Four five six bitch walking with the bank
Montana, rent paid
Peep the driveway, you gone need a gas stop
They tried to finish me
Came up in this industry
Catch me in that drop head
Shawty getting dentistry
Hoes pimps and murder, nigga play the burner
Talk fly, nigga clip your wings
Put your bitch in the crossfades
Chicken wings
We flip birds like we’re flying trapeze
Niggas on parole, frying that leaf
Niggas flying that east
Where you gone have to die for that piece
Bout 15 on them cars at least
Hopped out, got the new car smell
Coach him how to touchdown with the work
Nigga Bill Parcells
Snatch your chain, niggas buy it back
Watch for the wire tap
All the loose ends, we be tying that
Buying that, 36 Os, 36 strategies of war
Stash houses, hackey sack then wall
We ain’t see the law, Stevie Wonder how
One nation under god
Never let the drama slide screaming Buh!