Said N Done

Oh my god, oh my god

Blocka, blocka, big up, big up

It’s the Coke Boy nigga with the A$AP Mob

Oh my god, oh my god

I see ‘em hatin’ on the boy huh?

‘Til I pull up on the boy, huh?

Oh my god, oh my god

But you couldn’t fuck with the flow I got

City just turned into the oh I ride

Pretty motherfucker just stole my thot

Oh my god, oh my god

Wake up, wake up, it’s a stick up, stick up

Look up, look up, it's a stick up, stick up

I'ma show you power of the mula

I put a sundress on your shooter

Man they turned their back on your boy huh?

You trickin' but you waitin' for the boy huh?

My god, oh my god

(Heel up, wheel up, bring it back, come rewind now)

Took a little time off I'm back up on my grind

Took it uptown just to kick it with my slimes

Skeet skeet, skkrt, cocaine for the bitches

Chain tucked in cause I came for the business

Dope to your brain like a vein with syringes

Back in the day streets was paved with syringes

Paid for the crib, plus it came with the fridges

I heard them boys callin' up the boys huh?

And they showing up to court huh?

Dirty money, ain't in the Forbes huh

Love my bitch, oh my, gotta spend a whole lot

Gotta buy every bag, gotta buy the whole lot

Taught the bitch, oh my, oh my

Gotta spend a whole lot

Oh my god, oh my god

With the spring springing on us, and the summer hot

Couple things clinging on us, bitch it's coming out

Weather weather for the winter, Flacko bring 'em out

Bad mon a rude boy, what the bombaclot

When it drop out, nigga hop out

Don't you know the loud mouth get you stomped out?

Thing on me now, hang on me now, ay

Got the bitch with me, gang with me now, yeah

Does the chain swing on me now?

Harlem made me down

Go hard or you go home

She love it when I hit her with my robe on

I couldn't ball, had to hit the stove

We talkin' raw white, California Rolls

We talkin' top down, California hoes

We talkin' small sandals, got her on her toes

I don't ask twice for the tongue

Word to ISIS, I'm the bomb

Cartagena, Corleone

I'm gone, do you smell aroma?

Drinkin', smoke a whole lot

Know buy every bag I'ma buy the whole lot

Your pussy wet, don't lie

Oh my, oh my god

Oh my god, oh my god

Oh my god, oh my god

Blocka, blocka, big up, big up

It’s the Coke Boy nigga with the A$AP Mob

Oh my god, oh my god

She love when I hit her with my robe on

She love when I hit her with my gold on

Poppin' pills, drink, get your roll on

They don't love you 'til you're dead and gone

Montana!