[Intro] Ghosty Cop it, lock it, sell it Rob it, fly it Drop it, dry it It's there on demand, I supply it You know the coke ain't diet
[Chorus] Whip it, set it Flick it, cheff it Cop it, chop it, press it (Bubu) Cop it, lock it, sell it (The money) Rob it, fly it (Brrr) Drop it, dry it It's there on demand, I supply it You know the coke ain't diet (No Diet)
[Verse 1] You know-you know seh the gun them buss Lean, lean with the gun like Russ No one ain't dyin', they're lyin' on us No carb in the yard then I'm flyin' it dust (Whi-pow) Truss, no loyalty, she's linin' 'em up No royalty, your queen give it up Cheff chest and back, I'm leavin' him rubbed (Ching, ching, ching) Up and down, no seesaw Detour, oi, dodge that nee-naw I got six and if you add three more Then I'm somewhere where I might get recalled And I'm tired of seein' the can Whole ting get shell down (Woi-woi-woi-woi-woi-woi) Got the fairy .44, big bang (Bubu) Bro don't box like Joshua, shank game popular Do man proper, shotta Throw me a box and I got ya Man take risks for the pounds and prosper Prosper, they had me in the can like Foster Let the Star buck for the cream, no Costa (Cream) That nigga don't really want beef Who's copyin' me? Some silly imposter
[Chorus] Whip it, set it Flick it, cheff it Cop it, chop it, press it (Bubu) Cop it, lock it, sell it (The money) Rob it, fly it (Brrr) Drop it, dry it It's there on demand, I supply it You know the coke ain't diet (No Diet) Whip it, set it Flick it, cheff it Cop it, chop it, press it (Bubu) Cop it, lock it, sell it (The money) Rob it, fly it (Brrr) Drop it, dry it It's there on demand, I supply it You know the coke ain't diet (No Diet)
[Verse 2] Spill some juice, KA And it was a carnival crush when bro CJ got three in a day (Ching) Seventeen with a .38 (Bow) Praying that they come my way .32, .25's and .40's Conceived in the nineties (Nineties) Born in the noughties Cover these tats' when I'm goin' on walkies No porkies, jail house filled stories OT, hit town, need more fiends So I'm on the M, switch lane like Tory (Skrr) Bill up my spot and I'm leavin' it gory Surely, surely Bro's faster, he'll do it before me (Neeaw) You want it? I got it, call me I whip it and lock it at Pauly's This one's feelin' horny Got a rusty ting from South with the mouth She ain't gettin' more than Morleys I'ma buss in her mouth by all means
[Chorus] Whip it, set it Flick it, cheff it Cop it, chop it, press it (Bubu) Cop it, lock it, sell it (The money) Rob it, fly it (Brrr) Drop it, dry it It's there on demand, I supply it You know the coke ain't diet (No Diet) Whip it, set it Flick it, cheff it Cop it, chop it, press it (Bubu) Cop it, lock it, sell it (The money) Rob it, fly it (Brrr) Drop it, dry it It's there on demand, I supply it You know the coke ain't diet (No Diet)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
