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letra de coccy - blacc zacc

[intro: blacc zacc]
uh, uh
june, you’re a g*nius

[chorus: blacc zacc]
uh, uh, uh, uh
they say that i’m actin’ too c-cky
you know i’m rich like roddy
i like my b-tches exotic
i chop a boy like a [?]
i put them p’s on a private
can’t figure out why did they doubt me
the streets can’t do it without me
uh, uh, uh, uh
they say that i’m actin’ too c-cky
you know i’m rich like roddy
i like my b-tches exotic
i chop a boy like a [?]
i put them p’s on a private
can’t figure out why did they doubt me
the streets can’t do it without me

[verse 1: blacc zacc]
can’t figure out why did they doubt me
how could you do it without me?
i took a trip to [?]
i took a trip to the mountain, live by example
then i came back with a sample
how you gon’ say i ain’t rich?
well, who the f-ck you know that do it like this?
who the f-ck you know that came up with how to get it?
and i got the whole city lit
come to my state, they gon’ tell you i’m the richest
they know i handle my business
can’t go on dates with no b-tches
when i’m in public, they know i’m everyday hustlin’
glock .40 with a thirty round on me
don’t make me bust it
i’m a big shark, you a lil’ fish in the sea
i’m inchin’ for that
pockets real husky, i like that kush when it’s musky
i like the b-tch when she’s sl-tty
i like my double cup dirty
i pour the lean, then i might pop me a perky
actin’ real c-cky on purpose
my b-tch, she know that i’m worth it
you broke, you know i’m allergic
my shooters on high alerts (ceo motherf-cker)

[chorus: blacc zacc & stunna 4 vegas]
uh, uh, uh
they say that i’m actin’ too c-cky (4x)
you know i’m rich like roddy (uh)
i like my b-tches exotic
i chop a boy like a [?] (chop it up)
i put them p’s on a private
can’t figure out why did they doubt me (why?)
the streets can’t do it without me (uh)
uh, uh, uh, uh (uh, uh)
they say that i’m actin’ too c-cky
you know i’m rich like roddy
i like my b-tches exotic
i chop a boy like a [?]
i put them p’s on a private (uh, uh)
can’t figure out why did they doubt me
the streets can’t do it without me (uh, uh)

[verse 2: stunna 4 vegas]
they told me i’m actin’ so stuck up
b-tch, i got it made like a [?]
a n-gga get flipped when we clip with them cutters
i won’t give him no clout, i’ma give him a touchup
broad day, fa, fa, my hood like rvssian
f-cked up in the head like i got a concussion
i get full of them pills, start rollin’ and bustin’
got my glock in the hills, n-gga play, i’ma bust him
i know they waitin’ for the switch up
i can’t, we still let them sticks up
you broke, lil’ boy, get your chip up
know i be on the walk and i’m liftin’ my wrist up
and we still sweep blocks just like we swap
i bet a f-ck n-gga get picked up
scared, b-tch, go read a scripture
we make ’em hang on the wall like a picture
you know i’m rich like blacc and diddy
all these clips extended, b-tch, we thirty livin’
i’m a rich n-gga, b-tch, my gun is special
don’t beat on your curb, boy, let’s get to spinnin’
keep that on the hush, won’t say what we did
n-gga reach for my ice, i’ma do him big
n-gga better think twice ‘fore he play with jet
play, p-ssy get f-cked, we gon’ spray him big (uh-huh, uh-huh)

[chorus: blacc zacc]
uh, uh, uh, uh (uh, uh)
they say that i’m actin’ too c-cky
you know i’m rich like roddy
i like my b-tches exotic
i chop a boy like a [?]
i put them p’s on a private
can’t figure out why did they doubt me
the streets can’t do it without me
uh, uh, uh, uh
they say that i’m actin’ too c-cky
you know i’m rich like roddy
i like my b-tches exotic
i chop a boy like a [?]
i put them p’s on a private
can’t figure out why did they doubt me
the streets can’t do it without me

[outro]
uh, uh, uh, uh

- blacc zacc

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