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Cocaine Video (MV)




Performed By: Byron Bank
Written by: Byron Jones




Byron Bank - Cocaine Lyrics




This that cocaine in a glass bottle,
Educated but the streets got 'em, strong enough to be a role model
See his hands up but they still shot 'em, itchy finger made the man squeeze
Taking life no excuses, red blood see we all bleed
That's another story and another song,
Pardon me, I'm a carry on
This automatic not manual, but I operate without a manual
And I'm beasting going animal, Muppet Baby like Animal
Just a happy day with no Fonzie,
And not giving a f*ck is my attitude, so
Silently I'm still tip-toeing
To the top, y'all tricking nigga y'all still hoeing
That's a damn shame, energized but I'm still going
A different day ain't new to me, cause my thought gone, puberty
Tom Fords and a side iron, in case I might run aside
Of a wrinkle nigga off a clothesline, trying to get fresh, I now realize
Everyday ain't promised, if the streets watching getting smarter
I can promise that with a guarantee that this boss life, it ain't for the weak, so

Breath, amazing shit when I get
My thoughts together so Texas made I got lean all in my shit
See we blazing off in the bitch, pass pass we can levitate,
All night, celebrating, off work like a holiday
Liquor bottles turned swimming pools, model broads in my living room
Illustrated getting sporty, taking selfies in swimsuits
Pop style like everyday, can't complain got much to say
Cause I live my life fast, like a quarter mile and that cocaine

Gaining weight like lifters do,
Pay attention this is overdue, I need my forty acres and a mule
This that cocaine in that glass vial, line it up gone take a sniff
Of this crack music, or you can light it up cause I make hits
If it make dollars then it makes cents, mo' money mo' problems bitch
Being broke really make no sense, no money is problem bitch
If you got the work and I need that, lyrical dope and I be that
Vocabulary so necessary, but a dope beat it comes secondary to
To the shit I be dropping, not stopping
Lose myself in the moments, opportunity keep knocking
They jocking every word of that good shit
What she gotta have and that's good dick
Where I come in legendary, but we face to face in the missionary
Now it's back to the topic, this rocket fuel ain't common
Shit, I don't play the same on the same page, just read different in a different way
And I'm wide awoke well rested, want a call back leave a message
I can promise that with a guarantee or your money back and I charge a fee, like

Breath, amazing shit when I get
My thoughts together so Texas made I got lean all in my shit
See we blazing off in the bitch, pass pass we can levitate,
All night, celebrating, off work like a holiday
Liquor bottles turned swimming pools, model broads in my living room
Illustrated getting sporty, taking selfies in swimsuits
Pop style like everyday, can't complain got much to say
Cause I live my life fast, like a quarter mile and that cocaine

Liquor bottles turned swimming pools
Model broads in my living room
Pop style like everyday
All night, celebrating, off work like a holiday
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This that cocaine in a glass bottle,
Educated but the streets got 'em, strong enough to be a role model
See his hands up but they still shot 'em, itchy finger made the man squeeze
Taking life no excuses, red blood see we all bleed
That's another story and another song,
Pardon me, I'm a carry on
This automatic not manual, but I operate without a manual
And I'm beasting going animal, Muppet Baby like Animal
Just a happy day with no Fonzie,
And not giving a f*ck is my attitude, so
Silently I'm still tip-toeing
To the top, y'all tricking nigga y'all still hoeing
That's a damn shame, energized but I'm still going
A different day ain't new to me, cause my thought gone, puberty
Tom Fords and a side iron, in case I might run aside
Of a wrinkle nigga off a clothesline, trying to get fresh, I now realize
Everyday ain't promised, if the streets watching getting smarter
I can promise that with a guarantee that this boss life, it ain't for the weak, so

Breath, amazing shit when I get
My thoughts together so Texas made I got lean all in my shit
See we blazing off in the bitch, pass pass we can levitate,
All night, celebrating, off work like a holiday
Liquor bottles turned swimming pools, model broads in my living room
Illustrated getting sporty, taking selfies in swimsuits
Pop style like everyday, can't complain got much to say
Cause I live my life fast, like a quarter mile and that cocaine

Gaining weight like lifters do,
Pay attention this is overdue, I need my forty acres and a mule
This that cocaine in that glass vial, line it up gone take a sniff
Of this crack music, or you can light it up cause I make hits
If it make dollars then it makes cents, mo' money mo' problems bitch
Being broke really make no sense, no money is problem bitch
If you got the work and I need that, lyrical dope and I be that
Vocabulary so necessary, but a dope beat it comes secondary to
To the shit I be dropping, not stopping
Lose myself in the moments, opportunity keep knocking
They jocking every word of that good shit
What she gotta have and that's good dick
Where I come in legendary, but we face to face in the missionary
Now it's back to the topic, this rocket fuel ain't common
Shit, I don't play the same on the same page, just read different in a different way
And I'm wide awoke well rested, want a call back leave a message
I can promise that with a guarantee or your money back and I charge a fee, like

Breath, amazing shit when I get
My thoughts together so Texas made I got lean all in my shit
See we blazing off in the bitch, pass pass we can levitate,
All night, celebrating, off work like a holiday
Liquor bottles turned swimming pools, model broads in my living room
Illustrated getting sporty, taking selfies in swimsuits
Pop style like everyday, can't complain got much to say
Cause I live my life fast, like a quarter mile and that cocaine

Liquor bottles turned swimming pools
Model broads in my living room
Pop style like everyday
All night, celebrating, off work like a holiday
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Writer: Byron Jones
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