Coroner

Okay, okay
I be fresh to death like I slept in a coroner
Lil shawty say I hit, I never heard of her (Yea!)
Money be my language, I act like a foreigner
I'm gone steal the scene, I'm something like a burglar

Walk in the store and I purchase
Fuck all the haters I turn up
Fuck all the bitches who curved us
Flexing my muscle do curl ups

I'm in some new Comme Des Garcon
I'm bout to prove all the haters wrong
I'm on my grind just like Tony Hawk
Got them bitches come by the 2, Noah's Ark

Big Glocks
We ain't shooting that lil shit
Hold up be there in a lil bit (Hollup!)
I'm in ya hood like a tourist
Came in that bih with the big drip
For my Cuz and my Blood, I set trip
If you try my big brother I'm sliding bitch
If you try my lil brother I'm dying bitch

These niggas ain't have to survive shit
These niggas ain't have to provide shit
These bitches know that I'm the flyest
I'm in the sky like a pilot

I'm on the boat like a pirate
My niggas be beating the pyrex
In my hood I'm the T-Rex
On the food chain, bitch I'm apex

Yo bitch be shopping at Payless
My bitch hop out in Dior dress (Never heard of her)
I treat the trap like a contest
On the beat, I eat I digest
Stayed down now I'm seeing the progress
They know I'm a monster like Loch Ness
Don't take what I say out of context
The chopper hit you in ya chest
I fuck on your wifey the best
I'm cracking like eggs in a nest
You gangsta on the internet
We ain't really into that

That P90 making a mess
I hope that lil nigga don't test (Pew!)
Think it's sweet, be my guest
Nigga ran up then his spirit left!

Okay, okay
I be fresh to death like I slept in a coroner
Extra cocky on a hoe feel like Steve Spurrier
Money been my language I act like a foreigner



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Writer(s): Devonte Walker
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