Cocky Lyrics

Yeah yeah oh woah

Yeah that's good

Aye aye aye aye

These niggas hating for nothing

Rolling up wubby I'm puffing

I had to end the discussion

These bands that I'm tucking

Make it look good but it's ugly

Famous and that's why she love me

I had my bitch get a Glock and a chop from academy

Robbery turned to a murder cause that's how it had to be, oh woah

I had to dig in the mud with my fingers

He was a rapper in court he a singer

Gold on my neck and my wrist I'm a blinger

I make a living off selling Selena

Know these niggas wanna kill me they can't stop me

Thighpads in my jeans that's why I'm cocky oh woah

They got me fucked up

They gon' go behind backs like a nunchuck

And I'm tired of the double got four cups

If he slide down my block he get tore up

Boy run off with the pack he silly

Only real niggas gon feel me

I got it out the dirt so I'm dingy

Rolling wubby like a hippy

Glock 19 it's a semi

I tell a pussy nigga come get me

I race to the cash and I run from the Jakes

These niggas is falling I ain't got a rake

Speak on that perky it's straight to the face

The Glock at the house but I still catch the fade

Got racks in my couch and got racks in the safe

I bossed up my life I think I need a

Raa-aaa-aa-aaaa-aa-aaaaise

Rocking Michael Munich bitch I drip kool-aid

Perry Ellis drawers that's why I fucked your boo thang

I got that money like I got a settlement

People been looking me up cause I'm relevant

Bitch in LA sucked me up it was hella lit

Keep elevating I'm onto some better shit

These niggas hating for nothing

Rolling up wubby I'm puffing

I had to end the discussion

These bands that I'm tucking

Make it look good but it's ugly

Famous and that's why she love me

I had my bitch get a Glock and a chop from academy

Robbery turned to a murder cause that's how it had to be, oh woah

I had to dig in the mud with my fingers

He was a rapper in court he a singer

Gold on my neck and my wrist I'm a blinger

I make a living off selling Selena

Know these niggas wanna kill me they can't stop me yeah

Thighpads in my jeans that's why I'm cocky oh woah

And I like running up them bucks

And I like fucking sluts

They say I fuck too much

But I don't give a fuck

Pass me my double cup

This choppa gon' lift you up

Aye hit this rock it get you up

You hit the block we hit you up

Have my lil niggas stick you up

And that chop like a baby leg

I hop out the car make you stanky leg

The FN make you piss the bed

I promise that I will not miss your head

These niggas don't know what to do with a g

Up a bankroll just for the shoes on my feet

If she stank hoe then she a loser to me

Try to stain tho nigga got the shootas in a tree

Do you feel my pain tho

Bitch I'm in the waters where you niggas can't go

It's niggas that changed on me

Over Lil bit of change so I keep that thang on me

My chain and my rings on me

And I drop the top, so you know the rain on me

I fuck with the same homies

And I like to box, I might take yo chain homie

Play with her anus

I'm hot like Uranus

I stay with my stainless

I'm leaving her nameless

Run up he brainless

Eagle got him planking

Fuck him what he thinking

Leave a nigga steaming

These perkys they hitting I probably won't blink

I'm nervous he just might get shot on the scene

I skrt off the scene with a Glock and a beam

I bool on my throne at the top I'm a king