Lyrics Coco - Chubbz

Foster's my home
Green on my mind like Coco
Shoot up, lay low
Mac on the block it gon' blow
They don't want smoke
Hands on the chopper like Coco
Foster's our home
Green on my mind like Coco
Coco, Coco
Rollin and tippin' on 44s
Coco, Coco
Hands on the chopper it gon' blow
She tryna be my Dutchess
That girl ain't bad she built like Eduardo
Hands on the chopper, I'm letting it fly like
Coco Coco Coco

Walkin on the block while flippin up the bird
I ain't ever lookin back to the ones tryna chase me
Got a bad bitch who be holding it down
She go around the house like Frankie
This is real life
I got the type of shit that other fools think is imaginary
Extremeasaur, fire rounds in the blocks
You know this episode's gon be scary
I'm doing it all for the bills
Matter of fact, man I'll slap his granny to cop me a mil
Then pay off his mama to turn to a MILF
I'm sonning these rappers foreal
Stackin the money, it's taller than wilt
1 thru his chest, the red getting killed
This ain't the army but he know the drill
Bloo everyday, no crippin still
Rep the gang, what I'm saying I'm ready to rumble
A different world packing gas, this the favorite bundle
Like Harriman, run this shit thru the hip hop struggle
I put a round to haters eyes, I don't mean monocle
But I'm still better dressed and I've been the best
Doing more with less like foster
Two squares wipe my ass like I'm in the bathroom
They just stay at the bottom
Look like alcohol cuz I take the shots
But with or without bottles
I create a boss right off the top, my work is not forgotten

Foster's my home
Green on my mind like Coco
Shoot up, lay low
Mac on the block it gon' blow
They don't want smoke
Hands on the chopper like Coco
Foster's our home
Green on my mind like Coco
Coco, Coco
Rollin and tippin' on 44s
Coco, Coco
Hands on the chopper it gon' blow
She tryna be my dutchess
That girl ain't bad she built like Eduardo
Hands on the chopper, I'm letting it fly like
Coco Coco Coco

You runnin' from me like you runnin' from the popo
Feelin' like Mac with the sugar, I'm loco
Whole team right beside me, you won't see me solo
Yo, I'm on my Peas shit, I'm keepin' shit low low
Two twin Glocks that's Frit and Frat
Mrs. McGee, your bitch ain't bad
Bring me chips, be quick with that
All these rules man, shit is wack
I'm bustin' these heads, I'm not talkin' 'bout busts
Bad bitch like Frankie, she don't make a fuss
Hop in the whip and I don't mean the bus
If you're not in my team, I'll leave you in the dust
This chopper gon' rearrange your face like Duchess
Wacky bitch breakin' whatever she touches
Gimmie a bill, that's not leavin' my clutches
Breakin' some bones, put his ass in some crutches
Don't fuck with my team
Mine are real while your's imaginary
Don't you little bro me, I'll be like my brother, kinda scary
I'm the boss bitch, I run this shit
If you don't like it, shit gets hairy
Man, don't cross me, this a warning
I'll go crazy, call me Barry
My money long like Sunset Junction
I'm Handy with Scissors, best leave the function
Stick to your eye, you'll look like Jackie
Watch what you say my shit gon' get to dumpin'
Look at my drip, Bloppy Pants
Talk down on me, not a chance
I'll run your Pockets, I don't mean the Uncle
Get ready now cause you catch stop these hands, bitch

Foster's my home
Green on my mind like Coco
Shoot up, lay low
Mac on the block it gon' blow
They don't want smoke
Hands on the chopper like Coco
Foster's our home
Green on my mind like Coco
Coco, Coco
Rollin and tippin' on 44s
Coco, Coco
Hands on the chopper it gon' blow
She tryna be my dutchess
That girl ain't bad she built like Eduardo
Hands on the chopper, I'm letting it fly like
Coco Coco Coco