Free Sniffs Intro 1 by Cocaine Howie Lyrics
[Intro]
Do Do Do
Do Do Do
[Verse 1: Cocaine Howie]
Bought a 40 some dutches and Kit Kat
Pre cooked crack
Always leaving residue behind where he be at
Fuckin' with me you barking up the wrong tree dog
Green turn to fog
Fuck them blog hits
Your music sounds like log shit
Hog spit at your mixtape
Coke bars at a quick pace
No guitar pics just press play
Give a fuck bout what the press say
Free Sniffs spliffs anything goes
If it leaks you blow ya nose
Don't make songs for hoes
I make songs for trolls
Quality Control no Migos
Caffeinated Cocaine no frijolitios
Laughin' at you spit game
You hella lame
Got more steez in my belly mane
Peanut butter jelly jam
Spiked with the white Kelly Kelly slam
Haaaaa
Beat the game modes
No cheat codes
I should be on Nat Geo the way I eat foes
All you niggas edible
I'm Malik the throne is inevitable
Got bricks no free throws
With that Justin Credible
Superkick tombstome
I'm terrible I'll tear a bull
Ya bitch can get her hair pulled
Beat you to the bar
Coke pounds too hot
Treat you like we at the bar
Treat you to a round of shots
Cocaine got crack baby
Crack baby baby
Potency out of whack and it's whiter than Carson Daly
Don't need to be requested or totally invested
...oops...
Don't need to be invested or totally requested
I'm a treasure chest
Stone Cold no leather vest
Call your girl phone
I'll answer like "Yo let her rest"
In and out her throat
Ain't a stunna
Hit you with the stunner
Knock you on ya ass that's a bummer
You a number runner never been no drummer
Do Do Do
Do Do Do
[Verse 1: Cocaine Howie]
Bought a 40 some dutches and Kit Kat
Pre cooked crack
Always leaving residue behind where he be at
Fuckin' with me you barking up the wrong tree dog
Green turn to fog
Fuck them blog hits
Your music sounds like log shit
Hog spit at your mixtape
Coke bars at a quick pace
No guitar pics just press play
Give a fuck bout what the press say
Free Sniffs spliffs anything goes
If it leaks you blow ya nose
Don't make songs for hoes
I make songs for trolls
Quality Control no Migos
Caffeinated Cocaine no frijolitios
Laughin' at you spit game
You hella lame
Got more steez in my belly mane
Peanut butter jelly jam
Spiked with the white Kelly Kelly slam
Haaaaa
Beat the game modes
No cheat codes
I should be on Nat Geo the way I eat foes
All you niggas edible
I'm Malik the throne is inevitable
Got bricks no free throws
With that Justin Credible
Superkick tombstome
I'm terrible I'll tear a bull
Ya bitch can get her hair pulled
Beat you to the bar
Coke pounds too hot
Treat you like we at the bar
Treat you to a round of shots
Cocaine got crack baby
Crack baby baby
Potency out of whack and it's whiter than Carson Daly
Don't need to be requested or totally invested
...oops...
Don't need to be invested or totally requested
I'm a treasure chest
Stone Cold no leather vest
Call your girl phone
I'll answer like "Yo let her rest"
In and out her throat
Ain't a stunna
Hit you with the stunner
Knock you on ya ass that's a bummer
You a number runner never been no drummer