Coconut Ciroc

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane] Started out local, but I ain't motherfuckin' local Got two million worth of jewelry on one of six sofas Got a pocket full of fifties like a damn club promoter And these crackers wanna see me on a Most Wanted poster Who are you supposed to be? ('Posed to be?) Say that you's an OG, but really Nigga you just O.V, O.V I'm cooking dope in L.V, Louis Remix a brick in double G's, Gucci I just sold a thousand P's in Fendi My sweater and my drawers and my jeans Burberry Coconut Cîroc mixed with molly cranberry [Chorus: Gucci Mane] (Wasted!) Coconut (Wasted!) Coconut Cîroc (I'm Wasted!) Coconut (Wasted!) Coconut Cîroc mixed with molly cranberry [Verse 2: Hard Wurk] Just to stand next to me, gotta be initiated I'm in here with the plug, tell the hoe to get naked She wanna fuck the kid, I tell her, "Baby, be patient." She say her name's "Asia", but she don't look Asian Remember being broke, a nigga not having shit True hit me with a split, I pulled the [?] Hermes belt, just to hold my Trues up Dirty forty shawty, if you move you'll get bust Phone going crazy, I just had a good rush I was standing on the corner from the dawn 'til the dusk Ayy, this an Audemars beat, I'll drop you for a fee Got a condo right by Lenox just to fuckin' smoke weed (Strong) Drunker than a motherfucker throwin' bands up On that Coconut Cîroc, and I'm pourin' Xans up I'm a get-money nigga, go and put your hands up I'm a get-money, bitch, let me see you stand up [Chorus: Gucci Mane] Coconut Coconut Cîroc Coconut Coconut Cîroc mixed with molly cranberry