paroles de chanson 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
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