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letra de coco - old skool

[intro]
all my b-tches on coco
patron
ay lil bruh turn me up
yeah
let’s go

[chorus]
pull up gucci’d down, audemars piguet bust down
i’m pushin’ to the crown, gotta keep it real, i can’t be clownin’
smokin’ by the pound, bag full of hunnid rounds
i put lil’ baby on white, cash out anything goes down
all my b-tches on coco
play with me you gotta go, go
call up the plug, he ‘bout to pull up with the white
when i buy her some new chanel, she excited

[verse 1]
gucci link, all frozen, two-tone (yeah n-gga)
i made a trend now all i see is clones
p-ssy boy talk sh-t imma pull up, break your bones
i ain’t rich the kid, but i got four phones (h-llo)
and the money keep callin’
i heard you dropped an album, everybody keep yawnin’ (boring)
all these fat racks can’t fit in my wallet (racks)
ar with the red dot, aim it at your noggin’
watch it ‘fore i leave you layin’ in a coffin (dead)
if you wanna get into this sh-t, proceed with caution (proceed)
sent my goon to mexico, he made a drop in
flood out my rings, flood out my watches (flood)
flooded out the gang, hunnid racks in my pockets (hunnid)
loyal to the streets, i’m locked in
look out for yo’ b-tch, she toxic
lil’ n-gga, he a snitch, drop him (drop)
my b-tch just told me she want that new balmain (balmain)
fill out her nose with fishscale, cocaine (fishscale)
when we drop this project, we gon’ spray champagne
when we drop this project, i’m gon’ get my n-ggas a chain

[verse 2]
yeah, she excited (she excited)
can’t cross my bros, we stay united (can’t cross)
pull out the light, no more fighting (no mo’)
ride on a jet, n-gga, and it’s private
respect the ogs, shoutout j. cole (j)
forgiatos on the cadillac’s, that’s how we roll
i wanna make it, but i ain’t tryna sell my soul (i ain’t)
they say they love me, but where were they before? (where)
d-mn, where were they at? (where they at?)
b-tch, just suck my d-ck, i ain’t tryna chat
i’m with the day-ones, ain’t no rats
don’t do no xans, i’m not tryna f-ck with that (no xans)
diamonds all up on my fists, no si, this is large (big)
n-ggas want a feature, but they don’t think i’ll charge (pay me cash)
you kickin’ it with yo’ b-tch, i’m ’bout to barge in (barge)
i can’t kick it with that b-tch, ’cause she a virgin
you askin’ if we got it, n-gga, we got sacks (we got sacks)
lil’ dude want a chain, spittin’ sh-t on tracks (what)
give me head, like a duck, no quack (what)
couldn’t take a loss, but now i bounced back

[pre-chorus]
now i bounced back
yeah, yeah, now i bounced back
call up the plug he ’bout to pull up with the white
don’t get too close, my diamonds gon’ bite

- old skool

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