lil $tackz (pa) & cartier (pa) - cokeball lyrics
[cartier: intro]
before you talk sh+t, you best hear the beat
[cartier: chorus]
cartier frames on, i can’t f+ckin’ see (f+ckin’ see)
b+tch i’m geekin’ and i’m tweakin’ off the f+ckin’ lean (f+ckin’ lean’)
i f+cked yo b+tch up in my car yeah i hit her spleen (hit her spleen)
you ain’t on no f+ckin’ x you off the codeine (yuh, skrt)
why you runnin’, perkie hit ya tummy (huh, huh)
you feelin’ sunny, junkie, you a bummy (huh, huh)
got the beat for free yeah cause i make money (huh, huh)
ima tyb yo b+tch, ima take ya honey (huh, huh)
ima stack up all yo bread, ima take ya money (huh, huh)
you not f+ckin’ 2up, yeah, you not funny (yeah, not funny)
rat b+tch, yeah you gon’ eat the f+ckin’ crumbings (rat b+tch)
[cartier: verse]
you don’t know, haha, you don’t know haha (haha)
you a joke haha, cut ya throat, haha (haha)
i’m in sp+ce haha, not a boat, haha (yuh)
i don’t wanna hear yo 2 cents if ya broke (nah)
i could give you f+ckin’ 2 cents for ya hoe (yeah)
rent the b+tch out, yeah, ima f+ck her slow (skrt)
you don’t gotta worry b+tch, i’m the f+ckin’ g.o.a.t, ha
the g.o.a.t tote a pole ha, the g.o.a.t wipe ya nose, ha
i’m in a range rover ha, i don’t drive slow, nah
i hit the dash, i go ha, snortin’ all that snow, ha
cokeball, ho ha, f+ck it till it blow, ha
f+ck my ex
[cartier: chorus]
cartier frames on, i can’t f+ckin’ see (f+ckin’ see)
b+tch i’m geekin’ and i’m tweakin’ off the f+ckin’ lean (f+ckin’ lean’)
i f+cked yo b+tch up in my car yeah i hit her spleen (hit her spleen)
you ain’t on no f+ckin’ x you off the codeine
ha b+tch, now ya know me
why you runnin’, perkie hit ya tummy (huh, huh)
you feelin’ sunny, junkie, you a bummy (huh, huh)
got the beat for free yeah, cause i make money (huh, huh)
ima tyb yo b+tch, ima take ya honey (huh, huh)
ima stack up all yo bread, ima take ya money (huh, huh)
you not f+ckin’ 2up, yeah, you not funny (yeah, not funny)
rat b+tch, yeah you gon’ eat the f+ckin’ crumbing’s (rat b+tch)
[lil $tackz: verse]
like lil $tackz is on the track, b+tch
hop up in my f+ckin m and now i’m switching f+ckin lanes
n+ggas wanna play me goofy, ion hear the f+ckin lames
kenzo cash like my name kaine
shawty give me stupid brain
and now n+ggas can’t think the same
what car ima drive today?
foreign cars is all i race and payday was like chips, lays
left a n+gga feeling lucki, now he inna f+ckin haze
running routes i got the plays
hit my phone like ima chase
i got n+ggas throwing shade and i don’t give a f+ck
vlado always boutta buck and i can’t stop till i get funds
n+ggas play like this a game, fun fact my life was neva fun
neva toting on a gun but i still got it from the mud
can’t call me yu little bro, i only got a couple muds
i got static on the beat and ima strike it like a drum
n+ggas always stay in motion
i got sauce like sip my potion
on the beat and i’m just costing
light a splee we get to toasting
shawty at my f+ckin crib and ion need a f+ckin trojan
[lil $tackz: bridge]
ion need a f+ckin trojan
got the za, we just rolling
call up all the f+ckin guys
we got the knocks, we just strolling
ain’t no bluff up in my rap so ima keep on f+ckin boasting
ima keep on f+ckin boasting
like we gon’ f+ckin blow up (blow up)
like we gon’ f+ckin blow up (blow up)
i got knocks up in the spot
and we gon’ f+ckin show up
show up, show up
like we gon f+cking what, what?
[cartier: outro]
yeah, we gon’ f+ckin’ show up (ha, b+tch)
take yo hand to roll up, huh
pour that f+ckin’ four up
yeah, skert
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