Untitled Song

Hook: in the kitchen whipping Cocaina

and you favorite rapper wanna feature

so much fans up in the bleachers

your bitch said that i'ma keeper

I walk in and i'm leaning

you girl see the sauce she wanna have my seamen

I said bitch stop playing you geeking

 

Verse: i say coca coca cocaina

we got problem Where's my Nina

they she your boy walk in they wanna meet him

it's like holy shit i'm a preacher

The quite one is the worst one Jack Reacher

aye aye i'm straight you Gay i'm real you fake

everyone wanna be famous but they don't know what it takes

if you a snake get the fuck out of my face

Twitter fingers out here these niggas copy and paste

if you fuck with my family no lil herb but i'll go ebk

cocaina coming from out of state

like biggie i had it on my plate fat nigga i gotta cut all this weight

pussy boy you a fake choppa put-em on skates

running with my woes no drake sipping on that purple drank

I'm rich homie so get the fuck out my face

3 fantastic niggas with me and i gotta thing

free offset and free Gucci mane Africa all in my chain

he ain't urkel but i bet this gun will make him think

bullets hit him from all sides like a picture frame

boy you lame put you to shame

you beefing with a nigga for some fame that's not apart of the game

 

Hook: in the kitchen whipping Cocaina

and you favorite rapper wanna feature

so much fans up in the bleachers

your bitch said that i'ma keeper

I walk in and i'm leaning

you girl see the sauce she wanna have my seamen

I said bitch stop playing you geeking