COKE RAPS

Villain

Im the demon

Im ya passion

Ridin round the city

Show my titty

Janet jackson

I don't hate black men

Baby i got a black son

But i hate these niggas

So i copped a couple black guns

Which one

Which bitch rappin nigga

Pick one

Not better than mama

I be bringin out them big guns

I ain’t have to sign

Im pressin bitches like some big thumbs

& if u let me fuck

I bet i prolly make u big cum

Get some

Money witcho broke ass

Actin like you know me

End up holy

Witcho woke ass

Might be addiction

Skip it

Curve ya like a coke glass

Niggas do too much

& ion really like to fuck fast

Im fucked up

So he thinking imma fuck fast

I got news for ya baby

Imma need it in cash

Imma needa couplе rents to bend it

I'm a new man

I can't lеt a nigga fuck on me

Without a good plan

Bitches think im bothered

Im in mexico with my man

Bitches hate theyself

It trip me out

But i understand

Imma be that bitch until they bury me

Brittnee w the double e’s

Mutha w the double d's

Money longer than my weave

Oops

I almost lost the pace of my flow

I been acting reckless

Check my necklace

She ain't no hoe

Spoke a crystal neck into existence

Now my throat glow

Now my lil brutha home

And please believe he on go

Bitches think they clever

Cracking jokes about my coke nose

Least i can afford it

You still walking round in my clothes

Thats my petty bone

Okay imma put it away

I do not forgive

Do not forget

I just call it a day

I like holdin grudges

It do something for myself esteem

Knowin bitches can't get close to me

Not even in they dreams

Knowin that they gotta watch me shake it

Wrist on tambourine

Hoes can't hold it down

So i don't owe these bitches

Not a thing

Bitch!