Coochie Flow lyrics

[Intro: Pros AP]
(Yeah, Baby, you—)
Pros

[Verse 1: Pros AP]
Doggy out here smokin' on some black, that is not zaz'
Let a n*gga play with All-Pros, we gon' gun him down
I'm the type to hit a n*gga block like dah-dah-dah
I'm the type to slide in fast and Diored down

[Verse 2: Fat JD]
No Coochie Man, I'll take your ass to poundtown
The tag my brother in too, we need another round
You give me runner vibes

[Verse 3: 969 Tee]
Yeah, he run up on gang, now he gotta die
Yeah, another homicide
You say you got zaz', you a turtle lie
Yeah, I'm smokin' Turtle Pie
These n*ggas hoes, I ain't gotta lie

[Verse 4: Pros AP]
Hold on, hold on
b*tch, your pus*y smell like a no-go
I be ballin' on thеse n*ggas, free throws
f*ck a fake bougie b*tch, I likе freak hoes
[Verse 5: Fat JD]
Me and Tee both f*cked, smash bros
Smash bros
I'm lookin' for a bootyhole
I hit her with the "so?" pose
Dissin' a fat b*tch, took books in the hole

[Verse 6: 969 Tee]
You grown as hell and you still cuffin' hoes
After I f*ck, you gotta go, put on your clothes
Yeah, head to the door
Pros kicked her out the doonie room, she gotta go

[Verse 7: Pros AP]
Pros, she gotta go, yeah, I say
b*tch sucked the di*k for an hour and I ain't bust yet
Thick b*tch look like Cardi B and I'm Offset
I done been up for a minute, ain't fell off yet
b*tch still suckin' on the tip, she say the balls next

[Verse 8: Fat JD]
I done f*cked her and her friend, now she upset
Made it up to them hoes, took 'em to Somerset
Flyin' up big V-ver, almost crashed the 'Vette
Made her get on all fours, I treat her like a pet
[Verse 9: Pros AP]
Made her get on all fours like she at the vet
Hit this b*tch from the back, man, that coochie wet
Asked her, "Baby, do you love me?" She think Gucci back
I done hit this b*tch in the restroom and took a coochie bath

[Interlude: Rio Da Yung OG]
Alright, Ghetto Boyz sh*t, n*gga, alright
Ghetto Boyz sh*t, n*gga

[Verse 10: Rio Da Yung OG]
I just hopped off a plane, hopped in a rental, finna hit the road
'Bout to buy a Lam' truck off strip clubs, I got sixty shows
I love when she suck it with a tongue ring, it tickle, though
Beat a b*tch down, then make her walk around pigeon-toed
My fiend can sniff more dope than yours, he got a bigger nose
I popped a n*gga up with this 'fit on, can't do video

[Verse 11: YN Jay]
Plug graduated, came up off zips, now he got sixty 'bows
If we only speaking in Ohio, I got sixty hoes
In the club poppin' champagne, I be spillin' rose
I just popped a Percocet, got me feelin' strong
Smack my b*tch up in the club, got me feelin' wrong
Damn, I be feelin' bold
b*tch ride my di*k all night, I can feel it roll
[Verse 12: Rio Da Yung OG]
Start the car up and press a button, now the ceiling gone
Three thousand dollars— yeah
Three thousand dollars just for Don Julio, the liquor row
Had a hundred on a PLR, I kept missin', though
This a semi, but can turn into a fully with the switch that's on it
She can ride di*k good, she did sit-ups on it
And I like the way she suck di*k, she did hiccups on it
If I make it rain dubs in the club, don't pick up nothin'
I been cheatin' all— yeah, I think— alright
I been cheatin' all week, I think I'ma hit my b*tch up Sunday

[Verse 13: YN Jay]
b*tch told me that she want a truck, seen a pickup comin'
She can suck my di*k and give my rides, that's my pick-up— alright, ahh
That's my pick-up woman

[Verse 14: Rio Da Yung OG]
DistroKid ain't pay enough, I need a brick of somethin'
Never mind, I hit my n*gga up, he said bricks a hundred
You always got the strap, but you don't shoot, what, you a pistol holder?
I just hit ten b*tches raw, I got trichomonas

[Verse 15: YN Jay]
Had my old-head pop you up, he like sixty-somethin'
What the f*ck? Hold on, what is?— alright
I just seen a rat in full speed, they think Mickey runnin'
I can smell a play around the corner, I think Sydney comin'
b*tch made a— sound, she put a hickey on it
I just got caught up in— ahh
I just got caught up in a bed with a different woman

[Verse 16: Rio Da Yung OG]
I turnt around, bustin' when I'm runnin', I ain't— yeah
I turnt around, bustin' through the alley, I ain't Ricky runnin'
Pop, pop, pop when I drive, they think the kitty bustin'