walked on Coke water

Just so you remember, I never slow cook a brick

If you want it, I whip it, just pay it straight or zip it

The finished product belongs to my arch nemesis

So he sees the way I swiftly moved my wrists

And realize his shit never bothered my bricks

That’s 36 bars later, 98’ Caddy smoking like a cig

The feds knocking, hide all the yay’ in the vent

Asking “where it went”, Colombia is was sent

“We smell the scent” don’t worry feds it’s the incense

From the coke gospels with holy water remnants

I walk on stormy coke water, blow for blow when I spend

I never spent time being a comedian

I cease to never win, my Pyrex on shark tank the way it moves like fins

Yuh, the way it moves like Fins will have Seinfeld humming hymns

Hot clientele just under the temperature of hell

The snow performed like Shawn White then prevailed

Don’t worry, you want the coke? I’ll mail

 

Coke water cleaning dishes

Exotic food I’m talking tropical fishes

Al Capone bricks on my wish list

Give it to mistress, she make love to my wrist

Never back down on a brick, you see the water whip

 

It’s Jackson 5 esque blow you just got

Don’t tell the cops, don’t wanna crash on the cot

What we fought for? A snow war, ziploc story plots

Under my skin you’ll find coke clots

Hey Doc, I need treatment on my cold pot

My Pyrex jealous of my work, the way I serve can put criminals to curbs

I’m writing Coke inspired Proverbs

The righteous will rise up and get respect they deserve

The right wrist will indict us with specks of the word

That’ll sew up the wounds of my flesh you’ve observed

Mhm, remember me when you wanna go Atlanta for bird

Wild and crazy for my coke, translate for the non-nerds

Juwan Howard on flipping daily and serve

My plug calls me yelling let me get those birds

I tell “hell ya” just promote me to the chief

Or count yourself out on this powdered cream

 

Coke water cleaning dishes

Exotic food I’m talking tropical fishes

Al Capone bricks on my wish list

Give it to mistress, she make love to my wrist

Never back down on a brick, you see the water whip