Lyrics I'm a Coke Boy - Chinx , French Montana
Nigga
walk
up
in
the
spot
Wearing
that
same
shit
Jesus
used
to
wear
(Egyptian
cloths)
The
other
nigga
talking
that
fly
shit
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
Hey
yo
Chinx,
pull
that
shit
back
man
They
ain't
ready
for
that
shit
Harry
Fraud
you
a
motherfuckin'
problem
boy,
damn
Nigga
walk
up
in
the
spot
Wearing
that
same
shit
Jesus
used
to
wear
(Egyptian
cloths)
The
other
nigga
talking
that
fly
shit
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
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
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
Any
given
time,
bands
in
your
grill
Ten
toes
down,
both
hands
on
the
feel
Probably
on
a
molly,
probably
on
some
syrup
They
know
I'm
putting
off,
on
the
bleachers
hoes
cheer
us
City
on
my
back,
lames
in
the
wind
Coupe
like
a
shark,
know
you
lames
see
the
fin
Treadin'
up-shore,
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
your
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
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
1 No Giving Up
2 I'm a Coke Boy
3 Skit
4 Roads 2 Riches
5 Fly Shit
6 Paper Chaser
7 Gun Man Skit
8 Murder One
9 Talk About It
10 Coke Boy Wave
11 Pressure On My Head
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