[00:00.00]Coke Boi
[00:13.18]Get to the bag and I go
[00:14.37]I get done ****ing your bitch and I go
[00:15.73]Roll up a blunt full of that Runtz, feeling like I poured a four
[00:19.08]I told her panties gotta go
[00:20.15]She want me to take it slow
[00:21.76]She like how the money rain on the floor
[00:23.18]She lighten up like some twinkle toes
[00:24.90]Most of these niggas going out sad
[00:26.49]Man, this shit is sad
[00:28.17]You really can't do nothing but chase a bag
[00:30.63]Dick riding at an all-time high
[00:32.01]Gotta watch your back, they'll take your spot
[00:33.62]Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot (Hot, yeah)
[00:36.35]Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot
[00:38.78](Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot)
[00:40.20]Snitching-ass nigga, you gon' rot
[00:41.70](Snitching-ass nigga, you gon' rot)
[00:43.28]Can't tell on my brother, I would not
[00:44.92](Can't tell on my brother, I would not)
[00:46.47]One of a kind, man, we so hot
[00:48.03](One of a kind, man, we so hot, yeah)
[00:50.18]Can't let these niggas break us up (Yeah)
[00:51.75]They just mad we in the Bentley truck
[00:54.72]**** around and get stumped
[00:55.72]I'm upholding your ass, playing around with us
[00:57.72]Draw my gun if I see you moving too fast, no need to rush
[01:00.89]Six hour flight,
[01:01.68]Wake me when the plane finna land, no catching bust
[01:04.07]Got your bitch up on her knees and I'm finna bust
[01:07.47]Saint Laurent muddy bust
[01:09.06]Busting out my damn jeans, and it's not enough
[01:10.68]Saint Laurent jeans busting out my ****ing what and I'm finna what?
[01:14.00]Man, damn
[01:15.96]Most of these niggas going out sad
[01:17.65]Man, this shit is sad
[01:19.40]You really can't do nothing but chase a bag
[01:21.68]Dick riding at an all-time high
[01:23.19]Gotta watch your back, they'll take your spot
[01:24.82]Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot (Hot, yeah)
[01:27.83]Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot
[01:29.66]Takeoff, woah, stop (Woah)
[01:31.08]Or somebody finna get shot
[01:32.20]'Fore I put the cheese on top
[01:33.80]And then we come spinning the block
[01:35.42]Remember them days and jordan james when niggas was running from cops
[01:38.59]Now I get money, no minimum wage,
[01:40.32]I'm tryna dodge the paparazzi
[01:41.80]Wait, hold on
[01:43.12]Swerving, I get my roll on
[01:44.68]Outside the river, Cinderella white
[01:46.38]And the new Patek a snowcone
[01:47.91]If this is a sport, we taking the torch
[01:49.62]Tell 'em good game then go home
[01:51.08]And like a new 'Port, we bringing the smoke
[01:52.95]But you wanna short along
[01:54.06]Ain't giving my heart to none of you women
[01:55.94]So I went and painted it chrome
[01:57.39]I'm talking 'bout the bag,
[01:58.61]I'm calling Chris Paul, so I cannot pick up the phone
[02:00.46]She not tryna ****, then she out of luck,
[02:02.28]The bag she had is gone
[02:03.72]Ain't tryna be disrespectful, baby, she just had a nasty tone
[02:06.92]He popping them all like he feeling unstoppable,
[02:08.84]Told him to change the tone
[02:10.25]If it's something 'bout my brother,
[02:11.44]It can be right, or it can be dead wrong
[02:13.16]Niggas dick riding at an all-time high, y'all niggas dead wrong
[02:16.65]Fourth of July how I'm popping that fire,
[02:18.46]You can be dead and gone
[02:19.92]Most of these niggas going out sad
[02:21.66]Man, this shit is sad
[02:23.40]You really can't do nothing but chase a bag
[02:25.58]Dick riding at an all-time high
[02:27.15]Gotta watch your back, they'll take your spot
[02:28.77]Got an iron on me 'cause it get hot (Hot, yeah)
[02:31.66]Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot
[02:33.73](Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot)
[02:35.55]Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot (Hot, yeah)
[02:37.04]Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot
[02:40.10](Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot)
[02:41.70]Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot (Hot, yeah)
[02:44.93]Yeah, yeah

Coke Boi
Get to the bag and I go
I get done ****ing your bitch and I go
Roll up a blunt full of that Runtz, feeling like I poured a four
I told her panties gotta go
She want me to take it slow
She like how the money rain on the floor
She lighten up like some twinkle toes
Most of these niggas going out sad
Man, this shit is sad
You really can't do nothing but chase a bag
Dick riding at an all-time high
Gotta watch your back, they'll take your spot
Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot (Hot, yeah)
Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot
(Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot)
Snitching-ass nigga, you gon' rot
(Snitching-ass nigga, you gon' rot)
Can't tell on my brother, I would not
(Can't tell on my brother, I would not)
One of a kind, man, we so hot
(One of a kind, man, we so hot, yeah)
Can't let these niggas break us up (Yeah)
They just mad we in the Bentley truck
**** around and get stumped
I'm upholding your ass, playing around with us
Draw my gun if I see you moving too fast, no need to rush
Six hour flight,
Wake me when the plane finna land, no catching bust
Got your bitch up on her knees and I'm finna bust
Saint Laurent muddy bust
Busting out my damn jeans, and it's not enough
Saint Laurent jeans busting out my ****ing what and I'm finna what?
Man, damn
Most of these niggas going out sad
Man, this shit is sad
You really can't do nothing but chase a bag
Dick riding at an all-time high
Gotta watch your back, they'll take your spot
Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot (Hot, yeah)
Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot
Takeoff, woah, stop (Woah)
Or somebody finna get shot
'Fore I put the cheese on top
And then we come spinning the block
Remember them days and jordan james when niggas was running from cops
Now I get money, no minimum wage,
I'm tryna dodge the paparazzi
Wait, hold on
Swerving, I get my roll on
Outside the river, Cinderella white
And the new Patek a snowcone
If this is a sport, we taking the torch
Tell 'em good game then go home
And like a new 'Port, we bringing the smoke
But you wanna short along
Ain't giving my heart to none of you women
So I went and painted it chrome
I'm talking 'bout the bag,
I'm calling Chris Paul, so I cannot pick up the phone
She not tryna ****, then she out of luck,
The bag she had is gone
Ain't tryna be disrespectful, baby, she just had a nasty tone
He popping them all like he feeling unstoppable,
Told him to change the tone
If it's something 'bout my brother,
It can be right, or it can be dead wrong
Niggas dick riding at an all-time high, y'all niggas dead wrong
Fourth of July how I'm popping that fire,
You can be dead and gone
Most of these niggas going out sad
Man, this shit is sad
You really can't do nothing but chase a bag
Dick riding at an all-time high
Gotta watch your back, they'll take your spot
Got an iron on me 'cause it get hot (Hot, yeah)
Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot
(Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot)
Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot (Hot, yeah)
Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot
(Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot)
Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot (Hot, yeah)
Yeah, yeah