Free Coke

[Intro]
(Give him [?])
(And I got that Yayo)
Grrt, boom (And I got the Yayo)
Uh

[Chorus]
Oh, you on that bomb shit? (What?)
Guess what, nigga? Me too
Where that nigga keep totin' that G2?
Got a stick in the Glock, nigga, this ain't a see-through, uh
Lil' bro 'ready touched from the fed
Whip out that stick, hit, these niggas scared
Nigga, you know you ain't havin' no bread
I got a bad brown bitch with some dreads
That pussy wet, shorty fucked up the bed
I bust her open like she had a well
I can't tote that glizzy, it don't got a rail
Gen5, Gen4, we causin' hell
Bet that shit up, swear I don't need a scale
Boy, I've been doin' this shit since thirteen
I show your ass would get put in the dirt mean
I show your ass would get put on a shirt mean

[Verse]
Coke tote a fifty, word around town
I took his lil' ho on a trip, we went to pound town
That ARP ain't got no kick, but got surround sound

[Chorus]
Oh, you on that bomb shit? (What?)
Guess what, nigga? Me too
Where that nigga keep totin' that G2?
Got a stick in the Glock, nigga, this ain't a see-through, uh
Lil' bro 'ready touched from the fed
Whip out that stick, hit, these niggas scared
Nigga, you know you ain't havin' no bread
I got a bad brown bitch with some dreads
That pussy wet, shorty fucked up the bed
I bust her open like she had a well
I can't tote that glizzy, it don't got a rail
Gen5, Gen4, we causin' hell
Bet that shit up, swear I don't need a scale
Boy, I've been doin' this shit since thirteen
I show your ass would get put in the dirt mean
I show your ass would get put on a shirt mean