Chuck Platinum - Coke Flow

Cocaine white late night in my get right
Maserati parked behind the spot at midnight
Money earn on the side in the in the Mello Yello
With a light skin that ass like hellooooo
Light a spliff high as shit feel like I'm in a mosh pit
A few stacks on me in this posh fit
So fresh so clean the glacier so mean
Too fly for the cam I am every womans dream
I make em cream just from the shit that I spit
Panties be soaked with a hard clit
That's the art of it it's a starter kit these niggas lame a pimp can't teach him shit so we get low and take his bitch
Fuck it she with me a nigga rich nino brown in pound town nigga this ain't a glitch niggas say they balls with no pitch you 3rd base the home run has been hit nigga I am the shit coke

This that cocaine flow that pure white
That leak that keep the feens up all night
Take a taste get hooked get the money then book
Niggas shook that ain't a good look

The coke stretch as soon as it leave the boat deck
Goops I mean boat dock
The DT's annoying like an away crowd and shooting your shot (you missed that)
Talking free throws everybody know I do it for the people
Young Hov shaking off D'evils flashback drive by's out the regal
ID pictures grown men in a fetal where I'm from gotta put in work before they see you
Know a couple bloods on Valentine one name pichu
20 something years on earth and he never seen you
Coke boy no French and Chinx
Panorama have her head like the exorcist
My Puerto rica yo the plug off perico
Tryna make her state prop like she signed with Sigel
Only time I take L's is tax time write-off
Like Orlando in 0-12 tryna get this white off

This that cocaine flow that pure white
That leak that keep the feens up all night
Take a taste get hooked get the money then book
Niggas shook that ain't a good look

Written by:
Charles Cuthbert, Ernest Brown

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