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Yung Mal – Cocaine Freestyle Lyrics

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Stuck with a Glock
I got a thot
Ima get a spot, inner lane, middle finger to the cops
I could never drop no names nah
They say my flow like crack, cocaine
Sunday I might ride in range
Money started change things damn
Choppas just like Harly
Bitch retarded I had da potty training yeah
Mom seeing all that money she almost faint
I walked in the club, bitch thought it was raining
I fucked her didnt even know her name
Cant break the code I break the bank
Niggas talk like hold your ship might sink pussy
You know niggas super lame
Super charge, switching lanes, still with the gang
All that came
Marry the money I bought a ring
Bans busting out these jeans,
That 40 it made them dance, he busting moves like Billie Jean
2 cups filled with lean
Push up on the scene yeah
Niggas quiet when they see me shhh
Trap it out, renew the lease
Got it hot just like glis hot
Keep that Glock right by me
I got rich off killin beats
Im to real dont do the beef, but if you play with me they sweet
Dont play, spray yo block all week
Bullets knock down houses, trees
Plate is dying, get out the skreet damn
This money got me blind,
Dollar signs all I see the cars I drive dont need a key
Got rich as fuck I feel like Pyrex on your head R.I.P pussy
Pull up got them hoes looking pull up
Drive that vet just like I vet
Got yall niggas riding inside your wishes
Kill him, his family wont just hide
We dont bullshit told you
All these tears got tape on the clip
Rock the show, bought glossy scrap? yeah
Came a long way from that killer crib
Cant get no sleep Im booked
He went broke, he ran out of luck ha
Showing love might get you cut
My stash spot I filled it up
Check the score we up this trap the trailer full, where we go we up
All this ice, hockey puck, bitch I get Milwaukee Bucks

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