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- Lil Baby Pure Cocaine 歌词
- Lil Baby
- When your wrist like this
You don't check the forecast Every day it's gon' rain yeah Made a brick through a brick Ain't whip up s**t This pure c*****e yeah From the streets But I got a little sense But I had to go coupe No brain Coupe no brain Ain't worried 'bout you I'ma do what I do And I do my thing Do my thing Bought her brand new shoes Told her kick rocks Don't stand too close Diamonds kickbox Think red means go so I don't stop I know they wish they could catch me But keep wishin' You think I done turned into a fiend for these b***hes Tryna stuff as much as I can in these britches Made your b***h f**k on my friend It's no difference I ain't never popped no Xan I sip sizzurp If I ever have to tell on the gang I won't do it If I put it on a song I seen it or been through it I can't put it in my song I know how the feds move Scream free all of the ahks but I ain't no famgoon Gave my mama ten bands Sent her to Cancún Got the crowd goin' dumb but I ain't no d**n fool If I went in there and did It and made it you can too We done came a long way from broke and sharing shoes When your wrist like this You don't check the forecast Every day it's gon' rain yeah Made a brick through a brick Ain't whip up s**t This pure c*****e yeah From the streets But I got a little sense But I had to go coupe no brain Coupe no brain Ain't worried 'bout you I'ma do what I do And I do my thing Do my thing When your wrist like this You don't check the forecast Every day it's gon' rain yeah Made a brick through a brick Ain't whip up s**t This pure c*****e yeah From the streets but I got a little sense But I had to go coupe no brain Coupe no brain Ain't worried 'bout you I'ma do what I do And I do my thing Do my thing Got a quarter million dollars in a book bag New Era I'm a d**e boy no cap I'm living my best life for real Just left the dealership no tag If we opposite it won't work It won't last Get an opposite knocked off toe tag Ain't been home in a month got my ho mad They need me in the trap but I can't go back I jumped off the porch with a hundred dollar slab I got M's in the bank Give a d**n what they think Every vibe I ever shot my shot at caught it Everything you ever seen me riding in bought it Big dawg status I ain't gotta sell drugs Put my craft into rap then I took off yeah New G Wagon no key This a push start I can hit the gas Make it disappear When your wrist like this You don't check the forecast Every day it's gon' rain every day yeah Made a brick through a brick Ain't whip up s**t This pure c*****e yeah From the streets But I got a little sense But I had to go coupe No brain Coupe no brain Ain't worried 'bout you I'ma do what I do And I do my thing Do my thing When your wrist like this You don't check the forecast Every day it's gon' rain every day yeah Made a brick through a brick Ain't whip up s**t This pure c*****e yeah From the streets But I got a little sense But I had to go coupe no brain Coupe no brain Ain't worried 'bout you I'ma do what I do And I do my thing Do my thing
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