Lyrics to Cooyah
Ooh, I ain't callin' back, yeah
(Yo' Cochise, a weh dem a seh?)
Gotta get to them racks
I had to double the stack (Whoa)
I ain't pay my tax, heard she got a gap (Whoa)
[?]
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Bullet!)
I ain't callin' back, gotta get to them racks
I had to double the stack
I ain't pay my tax, heard she got a gap
I'm like, "Girl, we match," nothing wrong with that
I'm like, "What do you say?" Do I party in May?
Now I go to LA, 'cause it's hot in the day
Put a TEC on your bae, I'ma take her away
Call up Addison Rae, when I post in that cake (Yeah, yeah)
Uh, yeah, uh, yeah, Puma the fit, yeah
Dior and Rick, yeah, block got a strip, yeah
Pockets on Crip, yeah, pop out thе hip, yeah
G-STAR's are ripped, yеah, R.I.P Nip', yeah
Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, the coupe, it came with a coupe, yeah
The swoop, it came with a swoop, yeah
It's hot in the bowl like a soup, yeah
My money, it come in the room, yeah
I ball on the boy like a hoop, yeah
I hit [?], yeah
I'ma stomp on that boy like a boot, yeah
Okay, got a hundred bands, count it with no hands
Come pick up your mans, feel like Vince McMahon
My [?] baby, all my niggas doin' slammin', uh
My Molly baby, all my niggas doin' scammin', uh
Who is you touchin'? Yeah, ain't no discussion, yeah
Shut the discussion, yeah, speakers is bumping, yeah
No. it's not me, I'm jumping, up in that place, it's sunken
And the booty go round like pumpkin
When I'm with you, it's more that I'm [?]
They like, "No," diamonds from the six
Heard they mad at me, hit 'em with that G
They can't F with me, all my niggas is G's
Whole lotta H I bleed, yeah, got a whole lotta great on me
On me, on me, on me, on me
Got your shawty on me, she a hottie, on me
Nigga, I'm too hard, I ain't talkin' beat 'em
I be with my dawgs, I ain't talkin' Beagle
All of my niggas, they fit like a [?]
Gettin' money, I feel like a regal
Gettin' money, you know that I'm ready
I might pull up and bust at his neck
And that nigga talked crazy, I saved him
Put a hole in his stomach like a bagel
Put a hole in his stomach like a bagel
I tried [?], we don't gotta [?]
Yeah, okay, yeah, uh, yeah, okay
I be in the back, okay, I'ma get racks, okay
[?], okay, cost a hundred racks, okay
I be in the back, okay, gettin' hella racks, okay
Yeah, feelin' like racks'll pay
I told her, "That's me," uh, shawty want a G
Told her, "Yeah, next week," shawty must think I'm sweet
Baby, I'm too G, uh, baby, I'm so, uh, uh, uh
Money, it's comin' through, yeah
[?], yeah
All my money, it's comin' through, yeah
Got a hundred, it [?], yeah
[?], uh, uh, yeah
I'ma pull up and, uh, uh, yeah
Pull up and, uh, uh, yeah
Pull up and, uh, uh, yeah
Pull up and bust, bust, yeah
I'ma pull up and bust, bust
All these niggas, they sus', sus'
All of my niggas come in a rush, rush
All of my niggas come in a rush, rush
She said she a virgin, it's hurtin', ha-ha-ha
(Yo' Cochise, a weh dem a seh?)
Gotta get to them racks
I had to double the stack (Whoa)
I ain't pay my tax, heard she got a gap (Whoa)
[?]
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Bullet!)
I ain't callin' back, gotta get to them racks
I had to double the stack
I ain't pay my tax, heard she got a gap
I'm like, "Girl, we match," nothing wrong with that
I'm like, "What do you say?" Do I party in May?
Now I go to LA, 'cause it's hot in the day
Put a TEC on your bae, I'ma take her away
Call up Addison Rae, when I post in that cake (Yeah, yeah)
Uh, yeah, uh, yeah, Puma the fit, yeah
Dior and Rick, yeah, block got a strip, yeah
Pockets on Crip, yeah, pop out thе hip, yeah
G-STAR's are ripped, yеah, R.I.P Nip', yeah
Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, the coupe, it came with a coupe, yeah
The swoop, it came with a swoop, yeah
It's hot in the bowl like a soup, yeah
My money, it come in the room, yeah
I ball on the boy like a hoop, yeah
I hit [?], yeah
I'ma stomp on that boy like a boot, yeah
Okay, got a hundred bands, count it with no hands
Come pick up your mans, feel like Vince McMahon
My [?] baby, all my niggas doin' slammin', uh
My Molly baby, all my niggas doin' scammin', uh
Who is you touchin'? Yeah, ain't no discussion, yeah
Shut the discussion, yeah, speakers is bumping, yeah
No. it's not me, I'm jumping, up in that place, it's sunken
And the booty go round like pumpkin
When I'm with you, it's more that I'm [?]
They like, "No," diamonds from the six
Heard they mad at me, hit 'em with that G
They can't F with me, all my niggas is G's
Whole lotta H I bleed, yeah, got a whole lotta great on me
On me, on me, on me, on me
Got your shawty on me, she a hottie, on me
Nigga, I'm too hard, I ain't talkin' beat 'em
I be with my dawgs, I ain't talkin' Beagle
All of my niggas, they fit like a [?]
Gettin' money, I feel like a regal
Gettin' money, you know that I'm ready
I might pull up and bust at his neck
And that nigga talked crazy, I saved him
Put a hole in his stomach like a bagel
Put a hole in his stomach like a bagel
I tried [?], we don't gotta [?]
Yeah, okay, yeah, uh, yeah, okay
I be in the back, okay, I'ma get racks, okay
[?], okay, cost a hundred racks, okay
I be in the back, okay, gettin' hella racks, okay
Yeah, feelin' like racks'll pay
I told her, "That's me," uh, shawty want a G
Told her, "Yeah, next week," shawty must think I'm sweet
Baby, I'm too G, uh, baby, I'm so, uh, uh, uh
Money, it's comin' through, yeah
[?], yeah
All my money, it's comin' through, yeah
Got a hundred, it [?], yeah
[?], uh, uh, yeah
I'ma pull up and, uh, uh, yeah
Pull up and, uh, uh, yeah
Pull up and, uh, uh, yeah
Pull up and bust, bust, yeah
I'ma pull up and bust, bust
All these niggas, they sus', sus'
All of my niggas come in a rush, rush
All of my niggas come in a rush, rush
She said she a virgin, it's hurtin', ha-ha-ha
