Coke, Money, Booze, & Hoes

(albüm: Nursery Crimes - 2022)

Coke, money, booze, and hoes, booze, and hoes
Coke, money, booze, and hoes, booze, and hoes
We'll go hard until they send us home
Coke, money, booze, and hoes, booze, and hoes

I got coke, money, booze, and hoes
I got a dude who rolls my blunts on the bankroll
And I be doing crazy stunts when I fuck bros
They're like, "Fuck, bro," I'm like, "Yeah, I know"
I'm like, walking 'round like a bad bitch Barbie
A pretty face with a real thick body
I'm stealing eyes when I walk in the party
Tell 'em put on some Cardi, pretty soon, everybody's like
"Ayy, Noah's fucking it up," and they're like
"Ayy, tell me, where are the drugs," and I'm like
"Ayy, I got 'em out in the truck
You know a bitch got enough, so everybody get fucked"

Coke, money, booze, and hoes, booze, and hoes (I got coke and)
Coke, money, booze, and hoes, booze, and hoes (I got booze and)
We'll go hard until they send us home (We ain't going home)
Coke, money, booze, and hoes, booze, and hoes

Listen
The mirror, the crowd, the house, the plane, the island
I'll have it all once y'all catch on to my shit
Rome wasn't built in a day
But I don't plan to fall once I arrive, yeah
I'ma sit back while I watch my money grow (Grow)
I'm a icon, gotta let these bitches know (Know)
If you ain't fucking with me, there's a lot [?]
I'm a genius on the low, get into my [?] flow

Coke, money, booze, and hoes, booze, and hoes (I got coke and)
Coke, money, booze, and hoes, booze, and hoes (I got booze and)
We'll go hard until they send us home (We ain't going home)
Coke, money, booze, and hoes, booze, and hoes

Listen, ho, my cash flow like a river
Just like the checks, I bet my booty getting bigger
Don't need to play the game to know that I'm the winner
I got the snow, call me Anna 'cause it's winter (Winter, winter, ah)
My shit's so wet, I could baptize these bitches (Wet, wet)
I am the meal, use your tongue, clean the dishes (Clean it up)
He rubbed my ass so I gave him three wishes
And he wished for Noah to replace his misses (Take me home)
Hey, 'cause don't you know I'm in the business (Yeah)
Of getting what I want, yeah, Noah never misses (Nah)
'Cause I got perfect aim (Uh-huh), I got impending fame
And I'ma talk my shit 'til all you bitches know my name (Yeah, uh)