A.W.A the mafia my n**a
You know what it is when you hear that hangman
Ore, I'm a, I'm a Coke Boy
I'm a, I'm a, I'm a Coke Boy, Montana
They tell me, they tell me, they tell me put my gun away
They tell me, they tell me, they tell me to put my gun away
They tell me to chill, they tell me I made it
They tell me, they tell me, they tell me to put my gun away
They wanna pull up, take me away
I say they wanna pull up and take me away
For the love of, the love of, the love of money
They tell me, they tell me, they tell me to put my gun away
Every time, pull up, watch the b**h smile
Every time, we pull up, wrist fifty thousands
B**h I'm a boss, sipping that lean, whipping the sauce
Jump off the heel, panties come off, my b**h a teen whipping ***
All my niggas shooters but I'm gone, tripping off ***
Throwing that bird in the water
Hustler we came from the corner
Buckskin the b**h that I want
Love of the, love of the money
Call up they coming to ***
Broken a friend you can tell ‘em
Love of the, love of the money
Coke Boy Money
They tell me, they tell me, they tell me put my gun away
They tell me, they tell me, they tell me to put my gun away
They tell me to chill, they tell me I made it
They tell me, they tell me, they tell me to put my gun away
They wanna pull up, take me away
I say they wanna pull up and take me away
For the love of, the love of, the love of money
They tell me, they tell me, they tell me to put my gun away
Marseilles pour tenement o ch vex
Le problem crest quote's pas sir finisher vie
En plus ya l-celle quo cassette lech colloquies touch lech hours
Les flukes on lech f**k
Ila ch couture aprons wand ch curs aprons l'biff'
Faust barrener loin dicier, sir rune ale
Patty, Mon aim, ch contains
Tout shiver sixshooter eds cocktails
Rappelled Ore pour l'été à Miami
Mon gross crest skiff, la gross quipped
Que dew liquid, demand à French
They tell me, they tell me, they tell me put my gun away
They tell me, they tell me, they tell me to put my gun away
They tell me to chill, they tell me I made it
They tell me, they tell me, they tell me to put my gun away
They wanna pull up, take me away
I say they wanna pull up and take me away
For the love of, the love of, the love of money
They tell me, they tell me, they tell me to put my gun away
