Coconut Mall Lyrics

Fuck is a Bugatti? I'mma dip up in your shawty ya

Do the-la-dee-da-dee-ya Do the-la-dee-da-dee-ya

Poppin' in a Mazzi, I'mma make a bunch of posse ya

Thinkin' that I'm Godly but I hate that fuckin' body ya

Fuck is a Bugatti? I'mma dip up in your shawty ya

Do the-la-dee-da-dee-ya Do the-la-dee-da-dee-ya

Poppin' in a Mazzi, I'mma make a bunch of posse ya

Thinkin' that I'm Godly but I hate that fuckin' body

I'mma pull up in the car and that shit be push to start ay

Case closed, spendin' hundreds at the mall, yeah

Payphone with a bunch of pesos

I bankroll on the fucker when I pick the pace on

I be the man and the hour wanna talk bout me

I got a band in the shower, spend it on Nikes

I blew dough, thinkin' I'mma be no sheep

Fuck that follow shit, I blow up in lead

I mean, I kill it, run a fuckin' mile in a minute

Lappin' over bitches who be laughin' for the midget

I'm a confidant, I mean, I'm lookin' for the biddin'

Who would think a mini man would blow up like a spigot

I mean, fuck it, keep the fuckin' pace on my Fitbit

Rich shit, I'mma blow up with a thick bitch

Which hit, I'm a lyrical wa-witness

Keep your fuckin' money, I don't need it when you misfit