Coke Rich Amiri

[Intro]
Keep your tummy low
And these bitches got me stressin', stressin', stressin'
Had to learn my lesson, my lesson, my lesson
Keep my Smith & Wesson, Wesson, Wesson
I'ma fuck her best friend, best friend, uh
Ayy, oh yeah
Ayy, oh yeah
Yeah, uh

[Chorus]
They treat me like the G.O.A.T, white bitch, white nose
She see my posts, she hope that I die slow
My opps do the most, we be dancin' on they toes
We the ones that got 'еm jiggas, put 'em to the roof
Double C on my bеlt, you rockin' PacSun
Jugg that boy for his racks, now his racks gone
And we got 'em sticks, we ain't fight, this ain't TEKKEN
I just fucked this bitch, now we movin' to the next one
I just fucked this ho, I ain't nothin' though
Tryna fight with gang, leave you with a bloody nose
And you wan' fly with the gang, better bring your buddies, ho
Bullets flyin' out your body, better keep your tummy low
And these bitches got me stressin', stressin', stressin'
Had to learn my lesson, my lesson, my lesson
Keep my Smith & Wesson, Wesson, Wesson
I'ma fuck her best friend, best friend, uh