"COOPER FLAGG" lyrics
Hey (Hey, yeah)
My neck, it ain't heavy from diamonds
Checking the time on my AP, it's timeless
Watching the time on my Cartier, Timeless
I don't wanna link, I just told her, "It's timing"
I'm in the studio, Friday to Friday
When I fuck shawty, I rip off her bonnet
It ain't gon' stop, you just gotta keep goin'
Time don't stop, it keep on goin'
I hear all these rappers, they is so boring
If they want smoke, I tell 'em, "Let's blow it"
It been on my dick, but my pockets explodin'
Just let me drop one time, I'm blowin'
It ain't just blowin' this time, I'm explodin'
I got codeine in my cup like it's potion (Yeah)
There's nobody better than me
They really thought they was fuckin' with me
Ho, look at my neck, it's zero degrees
Damn, look at my bitch, she bad on her knees
I tell her, "Bend down, say please"
I'm tryna catch a ho, then release
I put Balenci' on your feet
I'll paint her face, then she'll clean me
Shawty been back and forth just like a seesaw (Yeah)
I was high as fuck, was 'boutta doze off
She been talkin' 'bout some shit I wrote off (Yeah)
We was fuckin', now she wanna go raw (Now she wanna go raw)
I ain't suicidal, but my doors are
I been ballin' on them on the court hard (Yeah)
All I really know is "go hard"
I'm a visionary just like Mozart (Uh)
I ball like Coop, Coop, Coop, Cooper Flagg
And this money tall like, uh
Shit get so high, they're showin' the elevation for that
I'm eating good as fuck
Everywhere I go, you need reservations for that
Five hunnid dollars a tip
Fuck all the food 'cause I ain't even payin' for that, what the fuck?
Yeah (Yeah, yeah)
I'm the coldest white boy since Jason Williams
How much I want? Bitch, I want a billion
Leaving the club, not no Barry Diller
Let's sign some money, ayy, what's up, Dylan?
When you get rich, yeah, that's quite a feeling (Quite a feeling)
All of my hoes grown, we don't fuck with children (Fuck with children)
Got the coupe, 'cause outside, the Ferrari's chillin' (Ferrari's chillin')
I heard that all of you pussies clickin'
I call your group a lil' pussy cat
In her lil' kitty, it's not a [?]
I ran that boy over like I was scared
I'm in New York like a dork
Shittin' on hoes like a fart (Shittin' on hoes)
Pull up, pull up, parked
I'm 'boutta pull this bitch up and I park it
Yeah, we parlay in that Dover Street Market
My neck, it ain't heavy from diamonds
Checking the time on my AP, it's timeless
Watching the time on my Cartier, Timeless
I don't wanna link, I just told her, "It's timing"
I'm in the studio, Friday to Friday
When I fuck shawty, I rip off her bonnet
It ain't gon' stop, you just gotta keep goin'
Time don't stop, it keep on goin'
I hear all these rappers, they is so boring
If they want smoke, I tell 'em, "Let's blow it"
It been on my dick, but my pockets explodin'
Just let me drop one time, I'm blowin'
It ain't just blowin' this time, I'm explodin'
I got codeine in my cup like it's potion (Yeah)
There's nobody better than me
They really thought they was fuckin' with me
Ho, look at my neck, it's zero degrees
Damn, look at my bitch, she bad on her knees
I tell her, "Bend down, say please"
I'm tryna catch a ho, then release
I put Balenci' on your feet
I'll paint her face, then she'll clean me
Shawty been back and forth just like a seesaw (Yeah)
I was high as fuck, was 'boutta doze off
She been talkin' 'bout some shit I wrote off (Yeah)
We was fuckin', now she wanna go raw (Now she wanna go raw)
I ain't suicidal, but my doors are
I been ballin' on them on the court hard (Yeah)
All I really know is "go hard"
I'm a visionary just like Mozart (Uh)
I ball like Coop, Coop, Coop, Cooper Flagg
And this money tall like, uh
Shit get so high, they're showin' the elevation for that
I'm eating good as fuck
Everywhere I go, you need reservations for that
Five hunnid dollars a tip
Fuck all the food 'cause I ain't even payin' for that, what the fuck?
Yeah (Yeah, yeah)
I'm the coldest white boy since Jason Williams
How much I want? Bitch, I want a billion
Leaving the club, not no Barry Diller
Let's sign some money, ayy, what's up, Dylan?
When you get rich, yeah, that's quite a feeling (Quite a feeling)
All of my hoes grown, we don't fuck with children (Fuck with children)
Got the coupe, 'cause outside, the Ferrari's chillin' (Ferrari's chillin')
I heard that all of you pussies clickin'
I call your group a lil' pussy cat
In her lil' kitty, it's not a [?]
I ran that boy over like I was scared
I'm in New York like a dork
Shittin' on hoes like a fart (Shittin' on hoes)
Pull up, pull up, parked
I'm 'boutta pull this bitch up and I park it
Yeah, we parlay in that Dover Street Market
