Cocaine 6 lyrics

[Intro]
I've been standing in the kitchen over there
Stove just wanna whip it
Mixing yellow with the soda
Cook the whole thing got half a brick over

[Chorus]
I'm on that cocaine 6
They not give him no
With them cocaine hits
I'm on my dope boy sh*t
I'm on that cocaine sh*t
White bit, white out for
For white b*tch
I think I'm on that cocaine sh*t
Cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine
Cocaine is all they wanna hear
Cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine
Cocaine that what they know me for

[Verse 1]
Ok, first thing first
pus*y jump me in
I'm fresh up off the row
Made Manichee that weekend
Violate our management
Fresh up out a meeting
Chris Lighty told me stick to the streets
He got that business
I'm like who you getting?
Trying to make these millions
To the maserati I cop that for Easter weekend
Got to fill ourselves
But I can't find a ceiling
These little bone n*ggas mostly rim your b*tches in here chilling
He's going up and down
Her neck looks like a yo-yo
She said she wants him in too
I told her that's a no-no
Be my baby mama
Need her, you my main hoe
pus*y ass rappers we ain't cool
And you know so
Plus I need a halo
p*sses me the H-off
Streets is my religion
I be bringing to my four-four
Gotti where you been?
Hanging at the bank, b*tch
All around the globe
Ripping that cocaine sh*t
[Chorus]
I'm on that cocaine 6
They not give him no
With them cocaine hits
I'm on my dope boy sh*t
I'm on that cocaine sh*t
White bit, white out for
For white b*tch
I think I'm on that cocaine sh*t
Cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine
Cocaine is all they wanna hear
Cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine
Cocaine that what they know me for

[Verse 2]
Eyes froze
These n*ggas tell you they business
n*ggas talk like they gangsters
But most of these n*ggas b*tches
Your favorite rapper
Probably ain't got no riches
Probably still on the jewel
And most of the cars rented
Mainly this industry sh*t
Made for T.V
Watered down commercial line
n*ggas don't want to see me
Besides, this sh*t
Faker than wrestling
God is selling out to a label
You couldn't imagine
f*ck them with their fancies
Their labels and their advancements
'Cause I got plugs on plugs that send me
Bricks on bricks in advancements
Now f*ck them all, bam
Trying to get my ass in
I'm the gangster of the year
And that's how I been
Ever since I entered
Seen me in a rental
One thing right about it n*gga
There's some bricks inside the fender
Prep the cans
You step in the middle
Smell like gasoline
Fish gill, white glitter
[Chorus]
I'm on that cocaine 6
They not give him no
With them cocaine hits
I'm on my dope boy sh*t
I'm on that cocaine sh*t
White bit, white out for
For white b*tch
I think I'm on that cocaine sh*t
Cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine
Cocaine is all they wanna hear
Cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine
Cocaine that what they know me for