Cocaine 6

[Intro] I've been standing in the kitchen over there Stove just wanna whip it Mixing yellow with the soda Cook the whole thing got half a brick over [Chorus] I'm on that cocaine 6 They not give him no With them cocaine hits I'm on my dope boy shit I'm on that cocaine shit White bit, white out for For white bitch I think I'm on that cocaine shit Cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine Cocaine is all they wanna hear Cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine Cocaine that what they know me for [Verse 1] Ok, first thing first Pussy jump me in I'm fresh up off the row Made Manichee that weekend Violate our management Fresh up out a meeting Chris Lighty told me stick to the streets He got that business I'm like who you getting? Trying to make these millions To the maserati I cop that for Easter weekend Got to fill ourselves But I can't find a ceiling These little bone niggas mostly rim your bitches in here chilling He's going up and down Her neck looks like a yo-yo She said she wants him in too I told her that's a no-no Be my baby mama Need her, you my main hoe Pussy ass rappers we ain't cool And you know so Plus I need a halo Pisses me the H-off Streets is my religion I be bringing to my four-four Gotti where you been? Hanging at the bank, bitch All around the globe Ripping that cocaine shit [Chorus] I'm on that cocaine 6 They not give him no With them cocaine hits I'm on my dope boy shit I'm on that cocaine shit White bit, white out for For white bitch I think I'm on that cocaine shit Cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine Cocaine is all they wanna hear Cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine Cocaine that what they know me for [Verse 2] Eyes froze These niggas tell you they business Niggas talk like they gangsters But most of these niggas bitches Your favorite rapper Probably ain't got no riches Probably still on the jewel And most of the cars rented Mainly this industry shit Made for T.V Watered down commercial line Niggas don't want to see me Besides, this shit Faker than wrestling God is selling out to a label You couldn't imagine Fuck them with their fancies Their labels and their advancements 'Cause I got plugs on plugs that send me Bricks on bricks in advancements Now fuck them all, bam Trying to get my ass in I'm the gangster of the year And that's how I been Ever since I entered Seen me in a rental One thing right about it nigga There's some bricks inside the fender Prep the cans You step in the middle Smell like gasoline Fish gill, white glitter [Chorus] I'm on that cocaine 6 They not give him no With them cocaine hits I'm on my dope boy shit I'm on that cocaine shit White bit, white out for For white bitch I think I'm on that cocaine shit Cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine Cocaine is all they wanna hear Cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine Cocaine that what they know me for