Coke & Guns

Yeah Green Lantern Shoutout BSF, Griselda You know what it is Soup kitchen Look, yo [Verse 1:OT The Real] Sixty grams of Fetty Wap, sitting on the countertop It’s a lot of death and paper, is you down Or not My hitter walked out the Casino, he was down A lot That’s when he followed you home, that’s When we found your spot It’s a tangled web we weaving out here Brodie seen his opps decided he gone leave em out here Theres demons out here, the victim mother screaming out here They saying I should leave my hood, but all my fiendsis out here Riding the course, hit the jail I’m Finding a horse who rides like a Porsche Or they can catch us violent assaults I’m back on the Ave, my tweakers on that Shattery glass Got rocked to sleep, he spent a lot with me Was sad that he passed She seeing money and she fantasize The horse tranquilizer float inside made her paralyze They say the good die young, we ain’t gone never die I’m gone make a million out the window of this enterprise [Hook :OT The Real] I had to make the bags move I couldn’t afford a bad move If I took it then I had to When they see us then it’s bad news Coke and guns Coke and guns Coke and guns Coke and guns Coke and guns Coke and guns [Verse 2:Benny The Butcher] Names, I don’t gotta say mines Legendary shit like I’m A.I Brought the chip upstate like Jim Boeheim I know it, these suckers, they gotta hate It This year, I dominated, flying private Landed at Teterboro with a driver waiting Hit the trap, dirty my hands, up early for Bands I had a 80 for a bundle, a buck 30 for grams I had to take the respect I deserve as a man Now the shit on my left wrist worth your advance Can’t talk no business shit with Benny unless you cut the Milly I’m OT with OT, I’m really clicked in Philly I’m flying out the plug while you niggas flipping pennies Re-ing up with 20, yeah I was really getting busy You gotta watch out for snakes, they’ll shake your circle I was trapping for parole, late, breaking curfew Went from wrapping bricks in tape, selling weight in purple To filming in my loft for a BAPE commercial My bitch from the Ps so I got money in the Jects Never front but I’m a threat, all I want Is my respect I been drumming, ya’ll was deaf You didn’t feel me till I put a quarter in my driveway and a hundred on my neck Hook (OT The Real) I had to make the bags move I couldn’t afford a bad move If I took it then I had to When they see us then it’s bad news Coke and guns Coke and guns Coke and guns Coke and guns Coke and guns Coke and guns