Moncler Coat

Hit the stage, I need a check to follow
One man band, I'm Desperado
Packs stashed in the book, like Fresh-make it extra hollow
I know the text, but ain't read the novel

Write scriptures, I lay thoughts on a piece of paper
Jesus... he atheist, 'till he meet his maker
9 millimeter, red dot-or the green laser
Face shot! Can't get a casket-might cremate ya

My new shit, got 'em raking in the bills for me
Truth is, you got a million dollars-but you still corny
... I don't need a helping hand
The pre rolled was 7 grams

Every pussy got a price...
And every hood gotta plight
... One bullet-that's ya life
Have his boys crying out: "Don't look into the light!"

I was selling drugs and skipping school
Tryna figure out which one I'ma get it through
If you ask them bout me, I'm a criminal
If you ask me bout them...

Don't ask questions, this ain't a interview
Fiend got sick, and he died in his living room
I'm not them baby, I can't pick and choose
It's all in the footwork, I just stick and move

I jumped a different bracket...
Light up a spliff and he got mad cuz I didn't pass it
I'm just a nigga laughing
Sorry your offended, the decision ain't diplomatic
Bragging, my bitch the baddest-Magic, I dish and pass it

I never had a Moncler coat... but I always my fair share of dope
I never had a Moncler coat... but I always my fair share of dope
Every pussy gotta price
And every hood gotta plight
... One bullet-that's ya life
Have his boys crying out: "Don't look into the light!"

I was selling drugs and skipping school
...
If you ask them bout me, ima criminal
If you ask me bout them...



Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Henry
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