Cocaine Bear (Radio Edit)

Big bag, big strap when I'm hustlin' Switchin' Lanes, bustin' play money, callin Me So is this crazy bitch, we always arguin I know she mad at me, she never got the dick I used to rob niggas, finesse with counterfeit I had a dirty doctor, I wrote my own script You want that drink, you buy a pint, cause I don't sell zips The streets is crazy, seen the Captain sink His own ship At UCF, I'm all at campus with My college Bitch I'm smokin' grade A, ain't got no Scholarship You talkin' presidents Then we could politic I had to cut my cousin Off, found out he a Snitch Now it's a dirty game, I ain't no what To think But if it was up to me, I woulda bust his brain It's comin' from the heart, mean every word I say Turbo know I ain't lyin', I told him to his face They think I'm Rick Ross, I'm Mr. Gunplay Monday to Sunday, turn your hood into a Gun range VVS to Cuban, rollie plain Jane I done seen It all, but I won't say a thing Couple bodies got me wakin' up from bad Dreams Road runnin', duckin' blue lights and Sirens Peach at Adderall, take it with the green Lean She like the powder up her nose, ain't Talkin Maybelline She doin' lines off the paper, That's a loose Leaf, Now move your panties to the side I need a sneak Peek Broad day, bare face, so they know it's Me Got me ducked off, tryin' to keep a low key Stay away from lames, f*ck niggas and police Part-time rapper, turn the hood into Medellín