whisper the coke god - d@mn (prod. chillingcat) lyrics
hook-
don’t you hate it when a really bad b-tch suck d-ck average, you like what the f-ck is this? d-mn/
so you kick her out the crib, that’s just how i live, it’s the life of a mu f-ckin’ pimp d-mn/
then i’ll roll another blunt call another b-tch over to f-ck, she gone come quick d-mn/ like huh
next day do it over again, bring some of ya friends, now it’s dumb lit d-mn
like hey! you!
homie what it do?
got the sweetie like kwik e mart so call me apu
that p-ssy be smelling like that b-tch live in a zoo/
yeah she eating 5 guys, i ain’t talking food uh d-mn
where the h-ll did shorty put my phone?
can someone please call she cannot see what on my phone
i be smoking purple now i’m floating like a drone
i go up like the air when you breathe in thru your nose ha
swear to jah
i’m a f-ckin demi god
demi’s hot like her f-ckin spoon, boy really thought
really thought that i really bought h-lla views, you a jelly dude, what it do? you a noob and a b–b
like a chug a jug b-tches wanna chug me
ar big 30 kick like chun lee/
smoking funky, puffy, shoutout puffy, i got mad weed, you can’t match me
no hoes can’t sleep up at my home/
imma flow like a row boat/
i got pvrp wit me, saints row/
yolo is the motto/
hook-
don’t you hate it when a really bad b-tch suck d-ck average, you like what the f-ck is this? d-mn/
so you kick her out the crib, that’s just how i live, it’s the life of a mu f-ckin’ pimp d-mn/
then i’ll roll another blunt call another b-tch over to f-ck, she gon’ come quick d-mn
next day do it over again, bring some of ya friends, now it’s dumb lit d-mn
verse 2, bouta drop like bird p–p/
it’s true i been counting numbers like a nerd do/
watch me get hot like coffee/
know a thottie want my offspring/
no sh-t
no b-tch can take my sh-t
too lit, we lit
smoke pot
f-ck cops
f-ck the bridge
f-ck a snitch
yuh
aye but really f-ck that bridge tho
shout like waka flaka
smoking marijuana
causing h-lla drama
yo b-tch waca waca
on my purple pickle maybe just a little/
guess she paid the piper, yeah she come i piped her/
thought you really wife’d her but no dora b-tch i swiped her
no cap like a lower case letter
i’m better, on headers
a fact, we stacked, 29 on the map
why you mad? so sad, get glad, be a fan
29 is only fam you need lil b-tch
run up a come up gold wrist uh huh
f-ck up get done up oh sh-t uh huh
do a bad b-tch bogus uh huh
i’m ballin’ like jordan ‘96 uh huh
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