Coke Vibes

[Intro: Lil Dude]
([?])
Nah for real
Haha
No kizzy nigga you know what's going on nigga

[Chorus: Lil Dude]
Ha, me and Keezah up chasing the paper
Been jamming all day can't even feel my face
[?]
In the high-speed chase brodie dogging the straight
Give her the guap put the dogs in your case
I'm a bad boy make the stick sing like Mase
Cherry move make a nigga dig his own grave
I'm leaning I'm swerving I'm dodging them potholes
They rap 'bout them Glocks but I know they ain't shot those
Switch on the glizzy I'm tapping but it's spitting real fast
I'm on 295 and I'm serving them bags

[Verse: Lil Dude & Keezah]
Free Freecar [?] hopping out Jags
KRISS Vec' stuff [?] in the glizzy [?]
Too much za a young nigga get zagged
Too many shots niggas throwing white flags
Beat up thе pan I'ma fuck it up
I got cluckers chasing me for a double up
Trap housе jamming, running my money up
We do this shit as a team they can't fuck with us
I had the ice on my neck bitch fill it with water
I was just outside on the corner with quarters
I got junkies all around might go on a tour
Got to watch for the narcs in the Ford Explorer
I got cocaine hits nigga right at the store
I'll drop this shit off bring it right to your door
I'm a young turned nigga been hopped off the porch
I'll drop me an opp to go drop me a four
Give brodie that coke he know just what to do with it
Can't throw you no work if you don't know how to move the shit
I bust out the cut get to popping I'm shooting shit
Quickdraw shit I can't trust how they're moving
Tryna figure their motive
Ran through a thirty in a week young nigga I'm holding
Ran up a hundred would've thought I was promoting
I know scammers that's clicking nigga I'm in motion
Niggas don't want no money these niggas they're hoping
I was down bad broke but that shit got me focused
She give out the game now she talking 'bout moking
These niggas get caught in that jam start [?]
I don't be fucking with niggas they're hot
You see a opp don't think twice let off some shots
On the backstreet, junkies want bowl on a yacht
I was lowkey 55 racks in an app
Out of town with the plug I re-up on the farm
It's that presidential weed I'm smoking Obama
She a bad bitch, but I still put on a condom
I was seventeen seventeen racks in a Honda

[Chorus: Lil Dude]
Ha, me and Keezah up chasing the paper
Been jamming all day can't even feel my face
[?]
In the high-speed chase brodie dogging the straight
Give her the guap put the dogs in your case
I'm a bad boy make the stick sing like Mase
Cherry move make a nigga dig his own grave
I'm leaning I'm swerving I'm dodging them potholes
They rap 'bout them Glocks but I know they ain't shot those
Switch on the glizzy I'm tapping but it's spitting real fast
I'm on 295 and I'm serving them bags