reefuh & caponeti - moncler coat lyrics
[intro: reefuh]
huh, huh, uh
ayy (slatt)
[verse 1: reefuh]
smokin’ ganja, boy, i’m peakin’, b+tch
red tip look like a beacon, b+tch
that’s not me, that’s that perky 30 speakin’, b+tch
money came in like the seasons did
ooh, say, “h+llo”
ass fat, sh+t move like jell+o
uh, i rock magiela
how many clips twin got? um, h+lla
twin spin like a top, tried tell ya
riri, work, umbrella, ella
ayy, lot of sticks in this ho, cabela’s
let’s throw a party
these b+tches tweakin’, they off bacardi
used to wear vlone, f+ck bari
i know [?] molly
f+ck that lil’ designer coat
i could probably pay your main b+tch rent and then go buy your mom a boat
[verse 2: caponeti]
huh, b+tch [?]
not a hater, but y’all n+ggas suck
i’m in your city, lil’ n+gga, what’s up?
[?] you get squashed like a bug
b+tch, i feel like mufasa, my son is my choppa
that b+tch really handing out slugs
i love [?] pasta [?] like a rasta
them n+ggas dyin’ for nothin’
he was lame back in school, i ain’t forget
askin’ b+tches, “where my hug?”
that sh+t sad, n+gga, that sh+t tough
you’re not embarrassed, n+gga, what the f+ck? (this sh+t ain’t—)
this sh+t ain’t love, my n+ggas lit, we could bust
and we got guns, we got [?]
i’m with the gang, goin’ up
[bridge: reefuh & caponeti]
ooh, pressin’ them pills for a check
i could pop me a [?]
i was doin; my worst with the best
it ain’t sh+t to get out that nest
cuttin’ corners, got blood on my vest (woo, woo)
talkin’ heavy, got bloon on his neck (ah)
me and capo been cool than the rest (ah)
[verse 3: reefuh & caponeti]
boy, stop running your mouth
[?] run inside your house
i keep quiet as a mouse
it’s a couple pounds on that couch, ah
but i did it
[?]
can’t compare ’cause they know i been different
[?]
[?] play like a fidget
count up my, count up my money, got digits
[?] vision
now [?] gon’ listen, aha
run down, up ’til sundown
grown+ass man in my comments, put your son down
[?] big old whip, that’s a touchdown
i woke up fresh as f+ck, number (n)ine, number (n)ine, dressed down
moncler coat, he smokin’ sediments, boy, get a ho
i want my regiment shot out the stove
rollin’ up green, the paper on go
pouring up lean, sh+t f+ck with my spleen
my wrist got a beam, now watch that b+tch glow
[?] off a bean
could he f+ck with me? oh, h+ll no
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