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christ dillinger - who wants some coke lyrics

[verse 1: slimesito]
my library style walk that ’44 (brazy)
n+gga start gettin’ money, everybody my kinfolk
i’m spiked up man, you know i went loco
i really know, but i want act like i don’t know
i’m playin’ dumb on n+ggas like i want a bogo
outsmarting n+ggas ‘cuz i got [?]
dat fire on me ‘cuz you know that sh+t frio

[dj smokey tag]
this song… is a war crime!

[verse 2: christ dillinger]
come in the trap ‘cuz we got what you need
i’ll server you that dope, i got mouths to feed
who wants some coke, who wants some drugs?
n+gga run up on us, you could catch a slug
i got all the coke, i got all the drugs
i got all the b+tches, i got all the hoes
smoking to shelf, and i’m blowing o’s
been gettin’ money since 12 years old
money longer than kareem abdul+jabbar
hit the store get my b+tch tom ford
me and my hoe like rihanna and rocky
opp n+ggas mad as f+ck, they can’t stop me
i’m ready to crash out like eminem
lv on the wrist, not one of them
it’s an oc80 not an oc30
reach for the chain, hit with a 30 doin’ 30
b+tch shut up, i know you heard me
when i step in the trap, i’m like john madden
fiends running back like darren mcfadden
every n+gga with you broke, i can see a pattern
i’m ready to crash out like paul walker
right wrist cost a dodge charger
left wrist cost a few months rent
she gave good head, i might pay her rent
she gave good head, ima send a cashapp
she gave good head, ima send a zelle
she gave good head, ima send a paypal
i can’t send a venmo, i don’t f+ck with venmo
n+ggas washed up like clams casino
i’m the the one, christ dillinger bambino
ran off on the plug with every c+note
pockets fat as f+ck like honorable [cmo?]
[verse 3: xhris2easy]
who want some coke?
who want some drugs?
‘lero want some coke
‘lero want some drugs
uhh christ need some drugs
drop us off a perc
b+tch i need a perc
because my back hurt
man we carrying the game
we be getting faded
tryin to blow up so i can buy myself a chain
we carrying yo b+tch, into the room
at the club, to get some thick
feel like ruben slikk
salute to the b+tch
b+tch mob in this bit’
b+tch mob f+cking on yo b+tch, man that’s all i do

[verse 4: christ dillinger]
b+tch p+ssy good so i send that money
better make sure i’m dead ‘fore you take it from me
went out today got another b.b. simon
they tired of seeing me at b.b. simon
they tired of seeing me at rick owen
they tired of seeing me at comme de garcons
they tired of seeing me at dior
they ain’t never seen me at michael coors
work so d+mn big they’ll need a scale
perc30 hit like christian bale
both feet got balenciaga on
he ain’t never had balenciaga on
if it was ’03 i’d hand out mixtapes
i was stuck in a k+hole, we can’t escape
she on that coke, she wide awake
we got money now, i’m not tryin’ to wait
servin’ fiends smoking 3.5
reaching for my chain, n+ggas gunna die
always keep it real, i don’t gotta lie
leave a n+gga dead and up in the sky
[dj smokey tag]
shadow rich gang just took your soul, and you’re never getting it back
i have severe depression

[verse 5: slimesito]
yeah
my library style walk that ’44 (brazy)
n+gga start gettin’ money, everybody my kinfolk
i’m spiked up man, you know i went loco
i really know, but i want act like i don’t know
i’m playin’ dumb on n+ggas like i want a bogo
outsmarting n+ggas ‘cuz i got [?]
dat fire on me ‘cuz you know that sh+t frio
yeah
i remember days n+gga, riding around toledo
i remember days that i was stuck in the trap, n+gga i was stuck in the b+roll
i raised the n+gga man, you know he my [?]
these n+ggas snitch man, they breaking in street clothes
i’m on the plug with my phone, bought a pound of stank and i sell it like kilos
chop start cl!cking, now i’m finna reload
these n+ggas get slime, do it like [?]
[?] chain in here with clarity
i’m too rich, slime man, i don’t need security
yeah
i’m in the trap n+gga, and on tour with that ’44
n+gga i shot my [?] 5 times now that n+gga in love with the gun smoke
[dj smokey tag]
shadow wizard money gang, we love casting spells

- christ dillinger lyrics

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