Coke!

Choppa with a fifty like this shit is uzi vert

All my shooters got them fifty's put you in the dirt

Shawty hit me up I'm tryna hit boy screw the flirt

All my boys been leaning smoke that gas and pop a perc

Shoot up your party we gon leave yo ass wishing for a genie

This masi ain't really speedin' had to cop a 'ghini

Rare ass diamonds on my neck its green it look like kiwi's

I know she want the cash all these thot's just be needy

Shawty in the coupe had to switch her to the side

If I pull up with a strap you best know I ain't gon' fight