[Intro: French Montana]
Nigga walk up in the spot
Wearin’ that same shit Jesus used to wear (Egyptian cloth)
Young nigga talkin’ that fly shit
[Chorus: French Montana]
Could’ve been a pilot, could’ve been a doctor
Could’ve been a pimp, could’ve been a mobster
Could’ve been a mack, could’ve been a dope boy
Homie, matter of fact - I'm a motherfucking coke boy
Keep wiggling baby, I'm a motherfucking coke boy
Keep wiggling baby, I'm a motherfucking coke boy
Keep wiggling baby, I'm a motherfucking coke boy
Keep wiggling baby, I'm a motherfucking coke boy
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Could’ve been a ball player, but I’m still ballin’
’97, Coogi sweater, tryin’ to flip a quarter
Jesus piece swingin’, causin’ havoc on the corner
Got me livin’ lavish, mansions, Minnesota
Could’ve been a bus driver, swingin’ upper-cuts
Could’ve been a battle rapper, havin’ lunch with Lux
But I been a boss, tell by the tux’
I could’ve gave it thought but I don’t give a fuck
As I look around I see a bunch of dirty niggas
A lot of clean money, I just bought me 30 bitches
Coke boy, baby – dope boy, baby
Snow white Benz, don’t you want some blow, baby?
Could’ve been a fuck boy, could’ve played games
But I’m in the truck countin’ 600K
I could’ve been a hater, I could’ve been you
You could’ve been me, getting’ brain in the Coup
Nigga walk up in the spot
Wearin’ that same shit Jesus used to wear (Egyptian cloth)
Young nigga talkin’ that fly shit
[Chorus: French Montana]
Could’ve been a pilot, could’ve been a doctor
Could’ve been a pimp, could’ve been a mobster
Could’ve been a mack, could’ve been a dope boy
Homie, matter of fact - I'm a motherfucking coke boy
Keep wiggling baby, I'm a motherfucking coke boy
Keep wiggling baby, I'm a motherfucking coke boy
Keep wiggling baby, I'm a motherfucking coke boy
Keep wiggling baby, I'm a motherfucking coke boy
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Could’ve been a ball player, but I’m still ballin’
’97, Coogi sweater, tryin’ to flip a quarter
Jesus piece swingin’, causin’ havoc on the corner
Got me livin’ lavish, mansions, Minnesota
Could’ve been a bus driver, swingin’ upper-cuts
Could’ve been a battle rapper, havin’ lunch with Lux
But I been a boss, tell by the tux’
I could’ve gave it thought but I don’t give a fuck
As I look around I see a bunch of dirty niggas
A lot of clean money, I just bought me 30 bitches
Coke boy, baby – dope boy, baby
Snow white Benz, don’t you want some blow, baby?
Could’ve been a fuck boy, could’ve played games
But I’m in the truck countin’ 600K
I could’ve been a hater, I could’ve been you
You could’ve been me, getting’ brain in the Coup
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