bby kodie - coco lyrics
[hook]
i’m in this b-tch with four hoes
i shine too bright in photos
i’m still in chanel like coco
[verse 1]
i still ride and slide in this four-door
this b-tch ain’t going she a no no
this b-tch named lauren like polo
i jumped out the foreign like a pogo
n-gg- f-ck your show i’m a no show
don’t pay me no racks, i won’t go
ain’t sparing no feelings on no hoe
ain’t going outside no more
i stay in the house like soho
your mixtape suck, won’t download
b-tch don’t even speak, get down low
you still riding round in that stolo
while i’m pulling up deep in this four-door
[hook]
i’m in this b-tch with four hoes
i shine too bright in photos
i’m still in chanel like coco
[verse 2]
i’m tired as f-ck, i’m sleepy
b-tch pop this xan you tweaking
had to beat his -ss he’s geeking
these ho’s not bad, they easy
i’m not tryna f-ck keep it pg
i don’t love that b-tch she not keke
can’t trust no b-tch tryna doubt me
sure wouldn’t be sh-t without me
we not in the 90’s f-ck tommy
but back in the 90’s wear tommy
had the ralph lauren with kaney
jeans was cool, design-y
b-tch check that drip, dasani
it wasn’t your looks that caught me
b-tch i’m from the south we not c-ke fiend
and i’m from the south we don’t pop bean
but we will beat your -ss till you knock knee’d
f-ck the police tryna stop me
we do not f-cks with a cosby
that ho tryna f-ck it get costly
it cost her ten racks just to top me
i’m not drugging no hoes i’m not cosby
[hook]
i’m in this b-tch with four hoes
i shine too bright in photos
i’m still in chanel like it’s coco
[verse 3]
the paparazzi love me i’m lindsey
not f-cking that hoe if she trending
y’all loving these tricks, like timmy
white ho’s in the clan like simmi
not f-cking them hoes, don’t tempt me
y’all off of that sh-t, like demi
oh you in the hood like kenny
getting trap money like benny
okay jimmy, no drake diss
and b-tch i’m not eating at denny’s
we not even cool we not friendly
i’m not reading that sh-t that you sent me
i send the ho “k” cause i’m petty
i’m not okay with this setting
n-body gone rob you, betty
b-tch don’t even act like you healthy
b-tch eating them xans, not healthy
so whatever you say ain’t helping
sh-t i bought this coupe cause it’s faster
wait why is she talking i ain’t ask her
she stay in the mix like a master
[outro]
my rims as big as my mothaf-cking house b-tch
godd-mn! big texas sh-t
candy paint ferrari parked outside the store b-tch
you want problems you want smoke b-tch, let us know b-tch
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