The people want the Kocaine
The new age songs with auto tune and the no brains
The new new wave, a new gaze, the newest cool way
You could've made it far but you can't build rome in 2 days
Who's to say? I can't live it up like 2 Chainz
I'm bankroll and I'm Coke and I only know 2 things
Hard work sucks but hard work got the stu made
Last year's work got the motherf*cking crew paid
Devil on each shoulder eat the chips as I get older
Maraud my own liver just to throw up into coma
Throw the bones, struck solar, pretty sure I'm bipolar
Closet filled with dead friends is clearing out of bones
Like, swervin off with eyes closed, henny fills my body
Bottle cap lap I'm looking pretty sloppy
Ducking from a coppy, you motherf*ckers copy
I create the race, you're running from the shotty
I create the beats, write the rhymes, no handouts
Scout me for the mission, got the truck f*ck gang out
We pop ollie's, pop molly, got a problem?
Probably pop you and it's looking like a man down
I love you, well f*ck you too maybe
And you can't escape the pain when I shoot myself baby
And I'm kinda crazy, you're looking like solution
But that might be the liquor talking, on my third 26
Who's this? Kid with the loose lips
Looking like an ex but her face is like two less
F*ck yourself over, call me back in the morning
I got a knuckle tat, your name, my story
Got blades like forty, slip pills like loki
You won't remember shit, call yourself Dory
Wake up, bed side table's got you cuffed
Thought you liked it rough, my mind slips up
Like that time you said you wanted me, has this been enough?
We were on good terms, now you're bleeding on my chucks
Dump your body in the bluff, on my neck lay the cut
And I fell for you once, should've just toughened up
Kocaine Kurz - No Stone Unturned Lyrics
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The people want the Kocaine
The new age songs with auto tune and the no brains
The new new wave, a new gaze, the newest cool way
You could've made it far but you can't build rome in 2 days
Who's to say? I can't live it up like 2 Chainz
I'm bankroll and I'm Coke and I only know 2 things
Hard work sucks but hard work got the stu made
Last year's work got the motherf*cking crew paid
Devil on each shoulder eat the chips as I get older
Maraud my own liver just to throw up into coma
Throw the bones, struck solar, pretty sure I'm bipolar
Closet filled with dead friends is clearing out of bones
Like, swervin off with eyes closed, henny fills my body
Bottle cap lap I'm looking pretty sloppy
Ducking from a coppy, you motherf*ckers copy
I create the race, you're running from the shotty
I create the beats, write the rhymes, no handouts
Scout me for the mission, got the truck f*ck gang out
We pop ollie's, pop molly, got a problem?
Probably pop you and it's looking like a man down
I love you, well f*ck you too maybe
And you can't escape the pain when I shoot myself baby
And I'm kinda crazy, you're looking like solution
But that might be the liquor talking, on my third 26
Who's this? Kid with the loose lips
Looking like an ex but her face is like two less
F*ck yourself over, call me back in the morning
I got a knuckle tat, your name, my story
Got blades like forty, slip pills like loki
You won't remember shit, call yourself Dory
Wake up, bed side table's got you cuffed
Thought you liked it rough, my mind slips up
Like that time you said you wanted me, has this been enough?
We were on good terms, now you're bleeding on my chucks
Dump your body in the bluff, on my neck lay the cut
And I fell for you once, should've just toughened up
The new age songs with auto tune and the no brains
The new new wave, a new gaze, the newest cool way
You could've made it far but you can't build rome in 2 days
Who's to say? I can't live it up like 2 Chainz
I'm bankroll and I'm Coke and I only know 2 things
Hard work sucks but hard work got the stu made
Last year's work got the motherf*cking crew paid
Devil on each shoulder eat the chips as I get older
Maraud my own liver just to throw up into coma
Throw the bones, struck solar, pretty sure I'm bipolar
Closet filled with dead friends is clearing out of bones
Like, swervin off with eyes closed, henny fills my body
Bottle cap lap I'm looking pretty sloppy
Ducking from a coppy, you motherf*ckers copy
I create the race, you're running from the shotty
I create the beats, write the rhymes, no handouts
Scout me for the mission, got the truck f*ck gang out
We pop ollie's, pop molly, got a problem?
Probably pop you and it's looking like a man down
I love you, well f*ck you too maybe
And you can't escape the pain when I shoot myself baby
And I'm kinda crazy, you're looking like solution
But that might be the liquor talking, on my third 26
Who's this? Kid with the loose lips
Looking like an ex but her face is like two less
F*ck yourself over, call me back in the morning
I got a knuckle tat, your name, my story
Got blades like forty, slip pills like loki
You won't remember shit, call yourself Dory
Wake up, bed side table's got you cuffed
Thought you liked it rough, my mind slips up
Like that time you said you wanted me, has this been enough?
We were on good terms, now you're bleeding on my chucks
Dump your body in the bluff, on my neck lay the cut
And I fell for you once, should've just toughened up
Writer: Avery Kurz
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid