Lil Loco Cocoa by Jupiter Gray Lyrics
[Chorus]
Lil Loco Cocoa
Sweet 16's like a Rolo
Come for me? Boy that's a No-No
My niggas dressed in that Polo
They like "Oh My, he's a homo"
But who cares? He's getting dough tho
And he's got a sick flow
Spit it like it's influenza
[Verse 1]
Sweeter than cinnamon
But spit it like I'm venomous
These haters try to end me
But this is just the beginning, Sis
I'm on the road to riches
With a few bad bitches
Who know how to get this money and flip it
Ain't talkin pennies tho (No pennies nigga)
I'm trynna take my whole family out the sac
Book these shows so we can trade the Camry for a Lac
No looking back
Trynna show these wack niggas how to rap
I'm trynna take the front
Ya'll can have the back
I'm chasing sacks, nigga
-I'm bouto kill the beat, beat it like it stole
-Spit hot 16's nigga, hotter than a stove
-I can feel it now nigga that I'm bouto blow
-Every single track crack like a fiend on the blow
-Don't believe in a hoe
-Can't trust a single soul
-Nowadays you can't tell a friend from a foe
-Damn this fame shit can really take a toll
[Radio Host Swanny Rivers]
Great! Jupiter Gray, you on?
[Chorus]
Lil Loco Cocoa
Sweet 16's like a Rolo
Come for me? Boy that's a No-No
My niggas dressed in that Polo
They like "Oh My, he's a homo"
But who cares? He's getting dough tho
And he's got a sick flow
Spit it like it's influenza
[Verse 2]
I got so many leeches on me
I make it Easy-Breezy
Niggas try to ease up on me
I'm upfront, to the point
They try to sneak up on me
I'm bouto kick it with your nigga
Like the sneakers on me
Pretty boy, long hair
Ouu I'm bouto hurt em
Try to spit game to me?
Well, I'ma have to curve em
Just blocked another ex
Another lesson learned
Just booked another show
Another check earned
Ain't none of this come easy
But I breath it
Music saved my life
I could've turned to the street shit
So many days and nights
When I would feel just so defeated
Now I'm always workin' like I never get a weekend
YA YA
[Chorus]
Lil Loco Cocoa
Sweet 16's like a Rolo
Come for me? Boy that's a No-No
My niggas dressed in that Polo
They like "Oh My, he's a homo"
But who cares? He's getting dough tho
And he's got a sick flow
Spit it like it's influenza
[Outro: Swanny Rivers]
Jupiter Gray you on?
Lil Loco Cocoa
Sweet 16's like a Rolo
Come for me? Boy that's a No-No
My niggas dressed in that Polo
They like "Oh My, he's a homo"
But who cares? He's getting dough tho
And he's got a sick flow
Spit it like it's influenza
[Verse 1]
Sweeter than cinnamon
But spit it like I'm venomous
These haters try to end me
But this is just the beginning, Sis
I'm on the road to riches
With a few bad bitches
Who know how to get this money and flip it
Ain't talkin pennies tho (No pennies nigga)
I'm trynna take my whole family out the sac
Book these shows so we can trade the Camry for a Lac
No looking back
Trynna show these wack niggas how to rap
I'm trynna take the front
Ya'll can have the back
I'm chasing sacks, nigga
-I'm bouto kill the beat, beat it like it stole
-Spit hot 16's nigga, hotter than a stove
-I can feel it now nigga that I'm bouto blow
-Every single track crack like a fiend on the blow
-Don't believe in a hoe
-Can't trust a single soul
-Nowadays you can't tell a friend from a foe
-Damn this fame shit can really take a toll
[Radio Host Swanny Rivers]
Great! Jupiter Gray, you on?
[Chorus]
Lil Loco Cocoa
Sweet 16's like a Rolo
Come for me? Boy that's a No-No
My niggas dressed in that Polo
They like "Oh My, he's a homo"
But who cares? He's getting dough tho
And he's got a sick flow
Spit it like it's influenza
[Verse 2]
I got so many leeches on me
I make it Easy-Breezy
Niggas try to ease up on me
I'm upfront, to the point
They try to sneak up on me
I'm bouto kick it with your nigga
Like the sneakers on me
Pretty boy, long hair
Ouu I'm bouto hurt em
Try to spit game to me?
Well, I'ma have to curve em
Just blocked another ex
Another lesson learned
Just booked another show
Another check earned
Ain't none of this come easy
But I breath it
Music saved my life
I could've turned to the street shit
So many days and nights
When I would feel just so defeated
Now I'm always workin' like I never get a weekend
YA YA
[Chorus]
Lil Loco Cocoa
Sweet 16's like a Rolo
Come for me? Boy that's a No-No
My niggas dressed in that Polo
They like "Oh My, he's a homo"
But who cares? He's getting dough tho
And he's got a sick flow
Spit it like it's influenza
[Outro: Swanny Rivers]
Jupiter Gray you on?