Miss Cocaine - Pops Staples

Yeah Cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, molly Percocet, my rep move up like a dolly If I talk about this shit more often, prolly If I talk about this shit more often, more often Cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, molly Percocet, my rep move up like a dolly If I talk about this shit more often, prolly If I talk about this shit more often, more often I ain't never fuckin' with no sneak diss Best get off my dick, boy, you better not repeat this Cocaine what I flip, jump in the whip, cannot compete with A real OG like me, you know I get that dough like deep dish Got the party jumpin' in Atlanta like I'm Freaknik Got the party jumpin' in Atlanta like I'm Donald Glover I don't want no good girl, I'm thinking I need a freak bitch I don't want no good girl 'cause your boy ain't no lover (Revol on t'nia yob ruoy) Fuck her with no rubber then I bounce back Smokin' on some shit so good, I can't even pronounce that Shawty, drop it low and make it bounce back Smokin' on some shit so good I can't even pronounce-nounce Cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, molly Percocet, my rep move up like a dolly If I talk about this shit more often, prolly If I talk about this shit more often, more often Cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, molly Percocet, my rep move up like a dolly If I talk about this shit more often, prolly If I talk about this shit more often, more often Uh, I don't really wanna glorify it but the streets glorify it So I gotta glorify it 'fore the people throw a riot If I don't talk about it on my album, they won't buy it Man, fuck that, listen up, quiet They wanna see a black man fall down, uh They wanna see a black man lose They wanna see a black man fall down They want more blacks to sing the blues They wanna see a black man fall down They wanna see a black man lose They wanna see a black man fall down They want more blacks to sing the blues Bank don't wanna give me a loan for my house That's why I sell bricks by the gas station Never had a foundation White man split up all my people on the plantation Hope somebody prayin' for all they salvation Hope somebody prayin' for all they salvation Even though this the dialogue inside of my brain I'm filled with pain, but I just can't seem to refrain from Cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, molly Percocet, my rep move up like a dolly If I talk about this shit more often, prolly If I talk about this shit more often, more often Cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, molly Percocet, my rep move up like a dolly If I talk about this shit more often, prolly If I talk about this shit more often

This is for my future baby mama Hope your skin is black as midnight I'll take you out that Honda I can put you in a Benz I can balance out your chakras Fornication is a sin, we can fuck all night regardless Our father art in heaven, as I pray for new McLarens Pray the police don't come blow me down 'cause of my complexion Everybody think they know me now Cause I'm chicken-checkin' Negro, you are not my homie How dare you think it's different Boy, you tripping Gas break 'n dip, the cash came, I flipped And stacked that, yeah I stacked that past the ceiling So sacrilegious, don't ask to chat And don't ask for pictures, bagbak I'm tripping Bagbak, better back, back, you don't know me Better bagbak, better back, back, you don't know me Better bagbak, better back, back, you don't know me Bagbak, better back, back, you don't know me, homie Boy I'm buoyant, we are Floating on them peons Go in 'til they take my bro'nem out them CDCRs Prison system broken, racial war commotion Until the president get ashy, Vincent won't be votin' We need Tamikas and Shaniquas in that Oval Office Obama ain't enough for me, we only getting started The next Bill Gates can be on Section 8 up in the projects So 'til they love my dark skin Bitch I'm goin' all in Gas break 'n dip, the cash came, I flipped And stacked that, yeah I stacked that past the ceiling So sacrilegious, don't ask to chat And don't ask for pictures, bagbak I'm tripping Bagbak, better back, back, you don't know me Better bagbak, better back, back, you don't know me Better bagbak, better back, back, you don't know me Bagbak, better back, back, you don't know me, homie They found it Depth close to 3,230 feet A deep dive, but within acceptable range Clap your hands if the police ever profiled You ain't gotta worry, don't be scary 'cause we on now Ain't no gentrifying us, we finna buy the whole town Tell the one percent to suck a dick, because we on now We on now, we on now Tell the one percent to suck a dick, because we on now Tell the government to suck a dick, because we on now Tell the president to suck a dick, because we on now We on now We on now We on now We on now