[Verse 2: Iffat Cocaine]
Go so hard they call me a lineman
Running to your bitch, and I have her doing lines then
Tag on my wrist that's a shiny watch
Tag on your toes, got sprayed by a Glock
So many hoes, don't even know they names
Models and strippers and hookers on pay
Too much money, I had to move out
New crib so big, won't ever have me shout
Walk up in the club, this, bitches call me papa
Nutted in that bitch, now her kid call me papa
I am not his father
Bitch you are a liar
Slapped him on the head
Now he call me Iffat YAYA
Iffat Cocaine was written by Iffat Cocaine.