cola Lyrics

I don't know, I don't know, I don't know her

Count up racks, count up racks, see me go up

Shawty sweet, shawty sweet, just like cola

Ex a snake, ex a snake, just like cobra

Fuck with me, fuck with me, once I blow up

Your money down, falling down, we gon' show up

In a Bentley, a Bentayga, we gon' show up

Talk on me, we gon' show them, I said fuck 'em

I told "Z", I told "Z", shut the fuck up

All on me, all on me, after we broke up

I'm like bitch, I'm like bitch, you on that hoe stuff

I'm like a iPhone, you Motorola

And my niggas, we gon' roll up

Fuck that treesh, pass the tris, pour a 4 up

Out in public, out in public, I don't know her

Why she bugging, swear she bugging, said she know us

Hoe she switched, hoe she switched onto hoe stuff

I'm like damn, I'm like damn how'd I love her

Every week, every week a new lover

I should ask, I should ask how they love her

And she prolly got, prolly got STD's

Said she wanna fuck, wanna fuck, wanna fuck with me

Do this shit, do this shit, do it all with ease

Told that bitch that I could get her gone with ease

Bitch from five below, keep like five below

She wanna fight below , on that timing oh

4 new bags, she want five or more

What she say like Simon, oh

Choppa knock him down, fall like it's some dominoes

Fuck with me, fuck with me, once I blow up

Your money down, falling down, we gon' show up

In a Bentley, a Bentayga, we gon' show up

Talk on me, we gon' show them, I said fuck 'em

I told "Z", I told "Z", shut the fuck up

All on me, all on me, after we broke up

I'm like bitch, I'm like bitch, you on that hoe stuff

I'm like a iPhone, you Motorola

And my niggas, we gon' roll up

Fuck that treesh, pass the tris, pour a 4 up

Out in public, out in public, I don't know her

Swear she bugging