Cockayy (feat. R0c0co, Lul Naeya & Hunii Coinz)
Yay yay we lit
Bow yay yay
Motherfucker who mad
Boo boo bow
Yeah
We bout to make a bitch mad now
Fye fye fye fye
I'm not cocky I am cockay
I don't shop at target
I shop at target'
He gone slurp me up
Like I'm a frappe
And I'm a cock it back
And buss it in broad day
Bow
I'm a baddy
You broke hoes
Gone have to die
I pew pew yo ass on fye
Cause yellow baby
Don't ever get tired
Used to be ghetto
But now a bitch bougie
Fuck you mean catfish
I only eat sushi
Ya betta be cooked
Cause I never go raw
That raw shit be yucky
That fishy be flaw ew
I know that
These bitches don't like me
Cause I get me money
And them bitches spicy
You look at my pics
But don't follow my IG
These dusty ass bitches
Be stuck in a crisis
Test me bitch
And I'm a get nasty
Ain't no trick
Out here gone pass me
I know that I'm cute
And I'm rude and I'm sassy
Colorful flow like I hopped
On a fast beat
I need to relax
Cause I'm outta control
I even had to put yo nigga on hold
So do me a favor
And get it together
And think about quitting
Cause they know I'm better
You tricks need to watch
Who you mess with
I do not turn out
I get motherfucking reckless
I said what I said
And motherfucking meant it
I'm cocky lil bitch
And you gone respect it skee
I'm not cocky I am cockay
I don't shop at target
I shop at target'
He gone slurp me up
Like I'm a frappe
And I'm a cock it back
And buss it in broad day
Bow
Show me a dick
I wanna see it
Pussy conceited
I want you to treat it
Talking that shit
In his ear while he eat it
I play with that nigga
For fun I don't need it
Buss it blow it broad day
Big body pass me my dog play
Nigga put it in my hand
Like Allstate I'm a rap
I don't care what you
Broads say broads say
West side bitch
Kinda cocky
Copy my shit but they not me
Hot thing
Bitch I kill shit like a nazi
Running through the bank
Come and stop me ha he
Play with my pussy cause nasty
And I talk real nice classy
Bitch bitch yeah hoe classy
I'm not cocky I am cockay
I don't shop at target
I shop at target'
He gone slurp me up
Like I'm a frappe
And I'm a cock it back
And buss it in broad day
Bow
He keep a straw
This pussy juicy
That's a fact
His bitch ain't seen him
Now she callin back to back
Oh boy
Bae I don't want him
I just heard he keep that pack
And he's a real big stepper
With some wet turtleneck
Call him Suzy
Keep my cat up in his hat
Knock a hoe straight out her lace
If she try me and that's a fact
Keep gorillas in the cut
Toting yoppas
On some ape shit
Real Florida girl
Coins please
What I'm screaming
I need chips Frito Lay
So what's the play
No I ain't bougie
I just charge to slide the beat
I can't link with you bitches
Cause you toxic and you weak
I don't vibe with
Most you niggaz
Y'all ain't loyal to the team
Need a laid back nigga
With some sauce in his walk
You know what I mean
No smile on his face
Little growl when I talk
You gone feel what he saying
Yeah I got a pooch in the front
That don't mean them hoes bad
Cause they bought a little ass
Spent all that money
But the kitty still trash
Throw that hoe up in a bag
I'm not cocky I am cockay
I don't shop at target
I shop at target'
He gone slurp me up
Like I'm a frappe
And I'm a cock it back
And buss it in broad day
Bow
Bow yay yay
Motherfucker who mad
Boo boo bow
Yeah
We bout to make a bitch mad now
Fye fye fye fye
I'm not cocky I am cockay
I don't shop at target
I shop at target'
He gone slurp me up
Like I'm a frappe
And I'm a cock it back
And buss it in broad day
Bow
I'm a baddy
You broke hoes
Gone have to die
I pew pew yo ass on fye
Cause yellow baby
Don't ever get tired
Used to be ghetto
But now a bitch bougie
Fuck you mean catfish
I only eat sushi
Ya betta be cooked
Cause I never go raw
That raw shit be yucky
That fishy be flaw ew
I know that
These bitches don't like me
Cause I get me money
And them bitches spicy
You look at my pics
But don't follow my IG
These dusty ass bitches
Be stuck in a crisis
Test me bitch
And I'm a get nasty
Ain't no trick
Out here gone pass me
I know that I'm cute
And I'm rude and I'm sassy
Colorful flow like I hopped
On a fast beat
I need to relax
Cause I'm outta control
I even had to put yo nigga on hold
So do me a favor
And get it together
And think about quitting
Cause they know I'm better
You tricks need to watch
Who you mess with
I do not turn out
I get motherfucking reckless
I said what I said
And motherfucking meant it
I'm cocky lil bitch
And you gone respect it skee
I'm not cocky I am cockay
I don't shop at target
I shop at target'
He gone slurp me up
Like I'm a frappe
And I'm a cock it back
And buss it in broad day
Bow
Show me a dick
I wanna see it
Pussy conceited
I want you to treat it
Talking that shit
In his ear while he eat it
I play with that nigga
For fun I don't need it
Buss it blow it broad day
Big body pass me my dog play
Nigga put it in my hand
Like Allstate I'm a rap
I don't care what you
Broads say broads say
West side bitch
Kinda cocky
Copy my shit but they not me
Hot thing
Bitch I kill shit like a nazi
Running through the bank
Come and stop me ha he
Play with my pussy cause nasty
And I talk real nice classy
Bitch bitch yeah hoe classy
I'm not cocky I am cockay
I don't shop at target
I shop at target'
He gone slurp me up
Like I'm a frappe
And I'm a cock it back
And buss it in broad day
Bow
He keep a straw
This pussy juicy
That's a fact
His bitch ain't seen him
Now she callin back to back
Oh boy
Bae I don't want him
I just heard he keep that pack
And he's a real big stepper
With some wet turtleneck
Call him Suzy
Keep my cat up in his hat
Knock a hoe straight out her lace
If she try me and that's a fact
Keep gorillas in the cut
Toting yoppas
On some ape shit
Real Florida girl
Coins please
What I'm screaming
I need chips Frito Lay
So what's the play
No I ain't bougie
I just charge to slide the beat
I can't link with you bitches
Cause you toxic and you weak
I don't vibe with
Most you niggaz
Y'all ain't loyal to the team
Need a laid back nigga
With some sauce in his walk
You know what I mean
No smile on his face
Little growl when I talk
You gone feel what he saying
Yeah I got a pooch in the front
That don't mean them hoes bad
Cause they bought a little ass
Spent all that money
But the kitty still trash
Throw that hoe up in a bag
I'm not cocky I am cockay
I don't shop at target
I shop at target'
He gone slurp me up
Like I'm a frappe
And I'm a cock it back
And buss it in broad day
Bow
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