It's Ko-Koko
Yea it's Ko-Koko
Mmm it's Koko
I could write about a rap nigga
Heard ya dick was on whack, nigga
Keep it a stack, you ain't that nigga
Say you slime, you ain't slatt nigga
I could beef with a rap bitch
But I'd rather get her ass lit
Why you worried bout my 'fit
The shit you rock ain't worth 5 cent
He wanna count my doe
He wanna lick it more
Lame then you gotta go
I came a long way from grippin the pole
Drunk in the studio
Drunk walkin' out the door
Liquor from Mexico
When I get bouji though
Where the Benz truck? oh
Call ya mans up oh
Got a old one, got a young one
Yea they lined up
And I never had to f*ck for a dime, bruh
I'll finesse you out ya college funds
Don't try bruh
I just got a package from the plug
Can you sign bruh
I might smoke a pack up in a day to ease my mind bruh
You can throw the crown on all these bitches but its mine huh
Free that nigga Flex, he doin' time for that crime bruh
He wanna count my doe
He wanna lick it more
Lame then you gotta go
I came a long way from grippin the pole
Drunk in the studio
Drunk walkin' out the door
Liquor from Mexico
When I get bouji though
He wanna count my doe
He wanna lick it more
Lame then you gotta go
I came a long way from grippin the pole
Drunk in the studio
Drunk walkin' out the door
Liquor from Mexico
When I get bouji though
