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lil griddy & lil nojo - coca-cola lyrics

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[intro: lil griddy, lil nojo]

slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt

[chorus: lil griddy]

sippin’ on wock, no coca+cola, (sip)
feelin’ like a boss, dababy need a stroller
cut yo @ss down like a lawn mower, (blah blah blah)
who’s that b+tch? yeah i don’t know her
if you want beef with the gang, we’ll smoke ya
sippin’ on wock, no coca+cola, (sip)
feelin’ like a boss, dababy need a stroller
cut yo @ss down like a lawn mower, (blah blah blah)
who’s that b+tch? yeah i don’t know her
if you want beef with the gang, we’ll smoke ya

[verse 1: lil nojo]

sippin’ wock, no coca+cola
indiana jones, outrun a boulder
laughing gas, right over your shoulder
wild card 15, that’s nikola

coke & jack, make c+cktail today
harlow met herro, now his jumpshot like trae
mexican coke, the best from l.a.,
drink it, don’t snort it + even mac will agree

[verse 2: lil griddy]

my slimes are locked up, one day they’ll be free
feelin’ real smart, like i got a degree
flow like a b+tterfly, sting like a bee
knock you out first round like muhammad ali

cookin’ this up like a recipe
money hungry like i’m mr. krabs
me and nojo, yeah we just snapped
now we about to go and do the dash
now we about to go up and run up that bag
[verse 3: lil griddy]

ran up the bag, not trynna brag
we actin’ slatt, yell cyka blyat
that’s my opinion, i don’t need you to validate
i was speakin’ real sh+t, make sure you annotate
top g worldwide, you can call me andrew tate
i’m too smart + i’ll drop out ‘fore i graduate

gopniks with three stripes, all adidas
b+tches offerin’ to suck my p+n+s
b+tches f+ck in the trunk of my prius
i’m on g+nius, and i’m a g+nius

[chorus: lil griddy]

sippin’ on wock, no coca+cola, (sip)
feelin’ like a boss, dababy need a stroller
cut yo @ss down like a lawn mower, (blah blah blah)
who’s that b+tch? yeah i don’t know her
if you want beef with the gang, we’ll smoke ya

sippin’ on wock, no coca+cola, (sip)
feelin’ like a boss, dababy need a stroller
cut yo @ss down like a lawn mower, (blah blah blah)
who’s that b+tch? yeah i don’t know her
if you want beef with the gang, we’ll smoke ya
[outro: lil nojo]

too much lean, yeah, i’m hungover
green like broccoli, b+tch, i’m jonah
he a jew, he don’t go to loyola
this spring imma get a highschool diploma
and to celebrate, imma drink coca+cola (coca+cola, coca+cola, coca+cola)



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