I'm A Coke Boy

[Intro: French Montana]

Nigga walk up in the spot wearing that same shit Jesus used to wear (egyptian cloths)

The other nigga, talking that's fly as shit

[Chorus: Chinx]

Could have been a pilot, could have been a doctor

Could have been a pimp, could have been a mobster

Could have been a mack, could have been a dope boy

Homie matter of fact, I'm a motherfuckerin' coke boy

You wiggling baby, I'm a motherfuckerin coke boy

You wiggling baby, I'm a motherfuckerin coke boy

You wiggling baby, I'm a motherfuckerin coke boy

You wiggling baby, I'm a motherfuckerin coke boy

[Verse 1: Chinx]

Rallies on the roll, prezies never fold

Mommy, you ain't got to take a vote to hit the pole

Just bounce it up and down, spread it all around

Hit the homies off, pass it all around

I'm talking about the money, I'm talking about them m's

I'm talking about the rollie, 67 pins

Few homies with me, couple in the benz

Shawty said I'm foul, she heard I hit her friends

Rocks in your bake pot, starting from a dope spot

Made my first couple hundred whipping on a stove top

Me and Frenchie, in that new ghost Phantom

Comfy where I'm at, but I could have been a, could have been a

[Chorus: Chinx]

Could have been a pilot, could have been a doctor

Could have been a pimp, could have been a mobster

Could have been a mack, could have been a dope boy

Homie matter of fact, I'm a motherfuckerin' coke boy

You wiggling baby, I'm a motherfuckerin coke boy

You wiggling baby, I'm a motherfuckerin coke boy

You wiggling baby, I'm a motherfuckerin coke boy

You wiggling baby, I'm a motherfuckerin coke boy

[Verse 2: French Montana]

Any given time, Benz in the grill

Ten toes down, both hands on the feel

Probably on a molley, probably on some syrup

They know I'm putting off, on the bleachers hoes cheer us

City on my back, lanes in the wind

Coop like a shark, no, you lames see the fin

Treadin' upshore, these hoes won't swim

My wrists be the bait, the fish getting in

Knocked out her tube sock, gave the whole crew whops'

Shine on the game like you're head when the roof drop

A bum then, and you're still a bum now

Always been a clown, but you could have been a, could have been a

[Chorus: Chinx]

Could have been a pilot, could have been a doctor

Could have been a pimp, could have been a mobster

Could have been a mack, could have been a dope boy

Homie matter of fact, I'm a motherfuckerin' coke boy

You wiggling baby, I'm a motherfuckerin coke boy

You wiggling baby, I'm a motherfuckerin coke boy

You wiggling baby, I'm a motherfuckerin coke boy

You wiggling baby, I'm a motherfuckerin coke boy

Go ahead, baby, go ahead, baby

Go ahead, baby, go ahead, baby