"Cocky" lyrics

"Cocky"

What's happening?
Get that 4th quarter pressure right here
Trap nigga stand up, man
2 seconds to count
Right on deck, nigga
Who the fuck you want to get the ball?
Fuck on deck, nigga
You better give it to me (Holiday Season)
Alright let's go

Crank my car with the tip of my fingernail
Wanna shop with me then buy you a bigger scale
Wanna cop choppers plenty yoppers then call me
Got more God damn guns than an army
So Icy Entertainment soliders cock it and aim it
And we don't want to sign you, just make ya famous
So many rings on I need another pinky
I hit more broads than Wilt the Chamberlain
I'm all black, rich, and I'm extra dangerous
I'm handsome, debonair and almost famous
I'm workin' with the fork and the sides I'm scrapin'
I burn it, turn it, the crack is Cajun
Your Auntie hit it said it's amazing
Your uncle pawned your Playstation
The dope man got on new Ballys
I slam dunk bricks my plug throwed an alley
I'm shark meat, caviar, kush, and salad
The coke from Venezuela but the kush from Cali
A million dollars worth of carats gotcha jealous
But ain't nothing a hater can tell us
Gucci!

We cocky, yeah bitch we cocky
Watch, ring, chain you know that we're poppin'
They're jockin' but I swear so cocky
Pockets so fat it makes us more cocky
We cocky, yeah bitch we cocky
Watch, ring, chain you know that we're poppin'
They're jockin' but I swear so cocky
Pockets so fat it makes us more cocky

They can't catch me whatcha gon' tax me?
Ask me I sell chicken like Zaxby's
Stacks and racks and Franklins and Jacksons
Packs and bales we sell them white dragons
I'm a talking brick they need to unwrap me
God take my breath if Gucci's not trappin'
65 pounds of mid in my magnum
'Caine same color as baby girl's dandruff
Kush same color as baby boy's stacks
Purp same color as Adrian Pete's fans is
Dog is a falcon black, red, white diamonds
Same height and same weight as a lineman
Pulled up in a donk and gave your girl the Heisman
Touchdown in the 6 I'm dancin' like Rodman
Skrt Skrt dancin' my egg beater harmonizin'
That's my machine advertisement
That's my AK homiciding
That's Gucci's favorite line man

We cocky, yeah bitch we cocky
Watch, ring, chain you know that we're poppin'
They're jockin' but I swear so cocky
Pockets so fat it makes us more cocky
We cocky, yeah bitch we cocky
Watch, ring, chain you know that we're poppin'
They're jockin' but I swear so cocky
Pockets so fat it makes us more cocky

My scale see mo' blow than 4 drug stores
I'm drinking ice tea my girlfriend a coke ho
I strap a brick to her tell the bitch to go go
Nowhere she go nobody ___ this ho
I'm workin' with this fizo
Egg beater good but I'm workin' the fizork
'Caine so pretty bitches love to snizort
I'm tryna sell everything they could import
Or export, my young nigga from Shreveport
But I don't show love I give him what he paid for

We cocky, yeah bitch we cocky
Watch, ring, chain you know that we're poppin'
They're jockin' but I swear so cocky
Pockets so fat it makes us more cocky
We cocky, yeah bitch we cocky
Watch, ring, chain you know that we're poppin'
They're jockin' but I swear so cocky
Pockets so fat it makes us more cocky


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