Lyrics Buddy - Zoocci Coke Dope , Flvme

Ayy, back up ′fore you get pushed the fuck back, buddy
You ain't my colleague, this is not that, buddy
Dipped up out my city but I run that, buddy
They ain′t even seen me when I snuck back
Movin' like, "Fuck that"
Hoodie, shades, trucker hat
Don't know when I landed ′cause they gon′ be on my nut sack
Couple niggas had a big ego but we shrunk that
Couple bitches called themselves a snack, I'm like, "What snack?"

Pull up to the hood and I got racks up in my pocket
You pull up in my hood and this your chain? And we be taking
She wanna kick it like karate, dick swinging, nunchucking
Mickey Dizzy with the sauce, see I′m drippin' now she love it
Young nigga from the east side, y′all already know
I ain't playing this time, coming for the throne
Took a L and bounced back, lil′ bitch, I'm in my zone
Watch 'em all hate now that I got Cizzle on a song, huh
Fucking up the bank yeah
Told the dealer, "Put me on some grams, yeah"
Spend it all and make it back again and I′m fucking up the game, yeah
You and I can never be the same
Solid nigga, get the fuck up out my way, yeah (yeah)

Ayy, back up ′fore you get pushed the fuck back, buddy
You ain't my colleague, this is not that, buddy
Dipped up out my city but I run that, buddy
They ain′t even seen me when I snuck back
Movin' like, "Fuck that"
Hoodie, shades, trucker hat
Don′t know when I landed 'cause they gon′ be on my nut sack
Couple niggas had a big ego but we shrunk that
Couple bitches called themselves a snack, I'm like, "What snack?"

Most you niggas way too sloppy, you are not my buddy
Always tryna flex, nigga, that's not money
How you plottin′ on me? That′s not cunnin'
Make her pull up first before me, then I′m cummin'
Don′t you ever test me, I study
I'm retarded on the beat, I′m dumbing
On some shit you won't believe
You wanna try? You'll get bloody
When you pray for rain you better know it′s gets muddy in the dirt
So good, I don′t rehearse
Been at it for a long time, I prolly seen the worst
My shit sound like a prophecy, I never wrote a verse
They tell me I'm the G.O.A.T. I said, "I know, I know, I heard"
I don′t need to floss 'cause, I′m the big boss, dawg
Competing with the labels, yeah, we rip 'em off, dawg
Cappin′ on the G, you know you Microsoft, pause
My mind is the brightest but I'm going off, dawg

Ayy, back up 'fore you get pushed the fuck back, buddy
You ain′t my colleague, this is not that, buddy
Dipped up out my city but I run that, buddy
They ain′t even seen me when I snuck back
Movin' like, "Fuck that"
Hoodie, shades, trucker hat
Don′t know when I landed 'cause they gon′ be on my nut sack
Couple niggas had a big ego but we shrunk that
Couple bitches called themselves a snack, I'm like, "What snack?" (Yeah)