Coke Wave Boys

Pull up with a ting, yeah, diamond rings out
Bitches all over (ow)
Shawty on her thang, I'm on it, yeah
I need a chauffer
(La música de Harry Fraud)
Pull up in that V (yeah)
She like Cherie when I leave
You say we ride on these bitch niggas ɾeal quick (yeah)
Let's get 'em

Now, every time I creep through the block, ɾooftop missin', coupe bipolar
Th-th-throw the top to [C7]the bottom, then the bottom to [C7]the top, all [Em]over
Lookin' for [Dm7]a freak, legs up, sloppy, baby, come over
Th-th-throw the top to [C7]the back, then the back to [C7]the top, all [Em]over (ayy)
Goddamn, I'm

Show me where the money (show me), bet I go and [Bm]get it
Everybody want the fame, but they don't wanna pay the ticket
Shawty said she wanna ɾoller (roller), nigga with some Timbs on [C7](oh)
Move a lil' ɾock like [F]the old Tim Dunc' (yeah)
She love me long, then she wipe me off clean
I'm at the dealer cashin' out, then I'm spinnin' off mean
F*ck them [A]niggas talkin' 'bout? They won't get it off Chinx
Keep the burners near the toilet (what?)
Work under the sink
In the front, got [Fm7]them [A]haters in the ɾear now
Closest niggas to [C7]me gone, I ain't let a tear down
Hate we in the game, we done fucked up their career now
They now how I'm on [C7]it, get it how I want it

Now, every time I creep through the block, ɾooftop missin', coupe bipolar
Th-th-throw the top to [C7]the bottom, then the bottom to [C7]the top, all [Em]over
Lookin' for [Dm7]a freak, legs up, sloppy, baby, come over
Th-th-throw the top to [C7]the back, then the back to [C7]the top, all [Em]over
Goddamn, I'm (Coke boy, baby)

Mama prayin' in the ɾoom
I'm in the next ɾoom bangin' work, washin' knuckles
I need my [A]shoes Christian
And my [A]watch from Geneva and [Bm]I got [Fm7]shooters from Chicago
I'm drippin', get your goggles
In the jungle with the ɾobbers, if you [A7walk off then you [A7hit the lotto, yeah
If you [A7need that work, tato
Hit up Broadway, call [Em]up Gato
We in them [A]jets, two hours to [C7]Cabo
No ID, shooters no IG
I'm on [C7]front line, money on [C7]my [A]mind
Money tɾuck, beep, beep, beep, flatline

Baby's up front, you [A7see them [A]Coke Wave Boys
In them [A]foreign cars, outlaws, yeah, yeah
Baby's up front, you [A7see them [A]Coke Wave Boys
In them [A]foreign cars, Wave Gods, ayy, ayy

Yeah, they tɾied to [C7]throw the book at a nigga
Baby mama, she won't even look at a nigga
Waste of talent, uh, never that
Any time he ace in the deuce, nigga bet it back
Every time on [C7]my [A]way to [C7]school, baby shared a ɾide
Had to [C7]watch for [Dm7]the pig, undercovers' will set a tɾap
Max, you're not like [F]them, nigga, you're different
Way with the dick, baby say I'm eccentɾic
Never mention [C7]my [A]name in a sentence
Niggas be [Am]chicks these days, they need attention
Four door Lambo needs suspension
Too many potholes out there in Brooklyn
Too many loops from Harry Fraud, hood shit
Paid for [Dm7]à la, Bobby Flay, good shit
This wasn't even supposed to [C7]happen, we pushed it
Sautéin' a nigga brain, cooked it

Now, every time I creep through the block, ɾooftop missin', coupe bipolar
Th-th-throw the top to [C7]the bottom, then the bottom to [C7]the top, all [Em]over
Lookin' for [Dm7]a freak, legs up, sloppy, baby, come over
Th-th-throw the top to [C7]the back, then the back to [C7]the top, all [Em]over
Goddamn, I'm

(Montana caught a lick)
Goddamn, I'm
(My wrist water whip)
Goddamn, I'm
(Main bitch on [C7]my [A]hip)
Goddamn, I'm
Goddamn, I'm
I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know