Shai Coke - AimBot (feat. Cuss Creep) Lyrics

Lyrics AimBot (feat. Cuss Creep) - Shai Coke



Coke?
You sleep?
It's too much money out here to be snoozing nigga
Every Z you catch is every dollar you miss
And I put that on Putt
Cmon nigga
These traps need work
These fiends need smoke
And these hoes ain't goin smack they self
We don't need to check no bitch ass niggas
They self check Ben Simmons built
I'll be pulling up in a minute
It's time to get active
He got duked for thinking he was John Wayne
I ain't just ball, I taught the game, I'm like Coach K
Ain't nobody did shit for me, I did my own thang
Have his mama reminiscing about all the old days
OG status, these not retro, these some old Jays
Old freak status, yo baby mama used to run all day
Always sitting under niggas, how much you make?
I made the biggest bed, then I dove into where I lay
Brody cheating, its like he use an aimbot
You trying to horse? well you can take the same shot
That's a different kinda presto, naw that ain't the same box
She got a different kinda breast doe but got the same top
This a different phone, new number 'cause I sim swapped
I been dropping shit ever since the chip dropped
Rectangles always in shape, my shit be tip-top
Brody get a chop, he bounce in and he flip out
When the K pop, I swear it's not BTS
Now police all behind the scene, it's like BTS
I'm winning without even trying, you won't even see my best
Brodie aim at all tops, he won't see a vest
I was really done with rapping, y'all better be thanking Cuss
Dog wouldn't even take no cheese when I was thanking cuz
Can't be in my section in the club with a micro snub
Brody got a switch, I send a blitz and it's hole in one
Chop a have his roof on fire, guess the party lit
'Bout to sweep shit up with a mop, that's a party trick
10 in each ear, I don't care how dark it get
Been goated, ain't no drop off since I started this
Stop saying I sound like them niggas sound like this
This my real life, nigga, I can't fake this shit
All I talk about is pain and money 'cause I made that shit
I already know why niggas hate, 'cause the paper equipped
AR happy when it sing, let's see how gay it get
Really crawled through the fire, I felt like Kane and shit
You take 65 per a in a day, you on some Angle shit
Don't call me a rapper, I swear it's still like wrestling
If it was ever a line, I had no problem crossing it
See it all in their face, You can tell how them losses get
This ain't Burberry, this protection pack, new balance kicks
I still love 700s, but these bitches too legit
You'll never see me bust a move, but I bust some moves in 'em
Let 'em snake you 100 times, and you still cool with 'em
Can't be around niggas, they way too feminine
If they froze all my accounts, I swear I'd just get rich again
5k on Decentraland when it was less than a cent
I save soon as I make, 'cause the rest get spent
Bro was sad, then he got some drugs and was never sad again
You used to get refund check and never got paid again
You probably got some pussy once and never got laid again
I'm a fan of the old Beamers and the latest Benz
I told the bitch don't come if she don't bring her friends
And if she want to fuck me, she got to fuck my friends
This Drake'll have your head done, not your nails done
Hood nigga still eat my steaks well done
It ain't never real, need no gas to grill something
She said she got all these feelings, but I don't feel nothin'
I really made art before I came artist
Flex Washington, I been the same since I started
Made the bitch pay for the pretzel, I'm target
I don't even be trying, and I still be the hardest
He played his whole tape for me, it was garbage
Damn near pulled 300k up out Marvin
I don't even play, niggas be gay just like Marvin
Niggas know made the best buys out of Target
He got duked for thinking he was John Wayne
I ain't just ball, I taught the game, I'm like Coach K
Ain't nobody did shit for me, I did my own thang
Have his mama reminiscing about all the old days
OG status, these not retro, these some old Jays
Old freak status, yo baby mama used to run all day
Always sitting under niggas, how much you make?
I made the biggest bed, then I dove into where I lay



Writer(s): Phillip Jordan


Shai Coke - Mirages @ Midnight
Album Mirages @ Midnight
date of release
03-09-2023




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