Lyrics Kukoč (feat. NAV) - AJ Tracey

Look, I coach yutes from my city, I'm Jackson
And I make plays, just numero uno
I was out tryna step, where you go?
My young boy that shoot like Kukoč
Can't rate none of them, they actors
Need BAFTAs for the roles they play
Bare chat, but I'm still ok
If I buck that yute, that don't make my day
Got work, all white like a poodle
Stop beefs with rats, I don't do those
Got a bag on me, playin' it cool though
100k looks smaller in blue notes
Told the opps, "Send shots 'til we get it"
Got bags on your block, I paid it
If you wanna stay alive, better dead it
Better chill 'for we make you regret it
Look, I spit over beats, I ain't on the 'net
My set in the streets, just look at my neck
My shit is elite
I don't wanna tweet
I do this for Smokey, I do it for Pop
I do it for Yas, and this shit never stop
I came through the mud and went straight to the top
I'm cleaner than ever, we stil got the mop
My block got the choppas like it's Vietnam
Ring the alarm, I check with my killys, make sure that they calm
They lock off the beef like we runnin' a farm
The shit that you snap as a flex a regular day
I swear I can make none of this up
You made a hundred, you feel like the man
But I made the Forbes and the bills and parts
I hate when the yatties say, "What's all the cut?"
I never asked where you puttin' your arse
You can't stare me when your diamonds are glass
You didn't make the grade, you not in my class
They miss Cartier on my frames
Can't hang with her if she hang with the lames
My socks double G and my boxers are mains
Them niggas are scary, them niggas are stains
I coach yutes from my city, I'm Jackson
And I make plays, numero uno
I was out tryna step, where you go?
My young boy that shoot like Kukoč
Can't rate none of them, they actors
Need BAFTAs for the roles they play
Bare chat, I'm still ok
If I buck that yute, that don't make my day
Got work, all white like a poodle
Stop beefs with rats, I don't do those
Got a bag on me, playing it cool though
100k looks smaller in blue notes
Told the opps, "Send shot 'til we get it"
Got bags on your block, I paid it
If you wanna stay alive, better dead it
Better chill 'fore we make you regret it
I was sellin' grams before the 'Gram
Keep a 30, I'm 30, I'm grown man
I don't get cold feet or cold hands
I ain't never dropped dope in an old pan
Know Virgil got Off-White tan bricks
I was sendin' bitces Uber, can't stand Lyft
Everything I do is gigantic
I'm a waterboy, drown a Titanic
Big 45, kick like judo
Got a Spanish girl with a big culo
Came a long way from Mr. Noodles
Got four kilos, hoppin' out of the two-door
If it's up, it's stuck, it's litty
How you not feelin' safe in your city?
I knew from the jump, he ain't with it
I just make one call, he get busy
I coach yutes from my city, I'm Jackson
And I make plays, just numero uno
I was out tryna step, where you go?
My young boy that shoot like Kukoč
Can't rate none of them, they actors
Need BAFTAs for the roles they play
Bare chat, but I'm still ok
If I buck that yute, that don't make my day
Got work, all white like a poodle
Stop beefs with rats, I don't do those
Got a bag on me, playin' it cool though
100k looks smaller in blue notes
Told the opps, "Send shot 'til we get it"
Got bags on your blocks, I paid it
If you wanna stay alive, better dead it
Better chill 'fore we make you regret it
Pxcoyo killed this beat, bitch
Ay, ya'll swishin', roll up