COFFIN REMIX by NYC DJ Lyrics
[Verse]
Look
Your bitch got extensions
Mine got extendos
Any nigga around me he 10 toes
Know I been ballin i ain’t wearing gym clothes
I like bbws better than slim hoes
She still go to church but i know she a sinner
Know she a eater I be the dinner
Rubbing my wood like she looking for splinters
Oh this yo girl better get her
(why?)
She be touching my (?) with them yellow acrylics
You fuck with the team cause we run up them digits
You do sum right everybody a critic
Who bettеr than us i hear nothing but crickets
She gimmе spits I’m fuckin her throat up
She kept on gaggin lil bih better not throw up
I count this money i go from the floor up
Never no dummy i ain’t never slow up
Pass me the roll up so i could roll up
Fresh off the lot widdit doing donuts
He really a lil nigga I’m a grown up
How u kissin ya bitch and u know that she swallow me?
Watching face
U don’t even follow me
Walk out the bank
Like i hit the lottery
I trust this currency
Cause it don’t lie to me
Fuck doing favors ya ain’t really with me
My life like a movie
No it ain’t Disney
I might blow a rack get it back like a frisbee
Fuck any weapon thats forming against me
You Get me
Nina singing like it’s Whitney
I got a big body like a grizzly
And it’s still free bobby out the you know
Ain’t shit free so i'm stackin' blue notes
I keep on thumbing n thumbing n thumbing n thumbing n thumbing
While I’m in the 2 door
I’m a bread winner need a few loafs
Its a cold world i need a few coats
And imma big dog like Kujo
Easy
Look
Your bitch got extensions
Mine got extendos
Any nigga around me he 10 toes
Know I been ballin i ain’t wearing gym clothes
I like bbws better than slim hoes
She still go to church but i know she a sinner
Know she a eater I be the dinner
Rubbing my wood like she looking for splinters
Oh this yo girl better get her
(why?)
She be touching my (?) with them yellow acrylics
You fuck with the team cause we run up them digits
You do sum right everybody a critic
Who bettеr than us i hear nothing but crickets
She gimmе spits I’m fuckin her throat up
She kept on gaggin lil bih better not throw up
I count this money i go from the floor up
Never no dummy i ain’t never slow up
Pass me the roll up so i could roll up
Fresh off the lot widdit doing donuts
He really a lil nigga I’m a grown up
How u kissin ya bitch and u know that she swallow me?
Watching face
U don’t even follow me
Walk out the bank
Like i hit the lottery
I trust this currency
Cause it don’t lie to me
Fuck doing favors ya ain’t really with me
My life like a movie
No it ain’t Disney
I might blow a rack get it back like a frisbee
Fuck any weapon thats forming against me
You Get me
Nina singing like it’s Whitney
I got a big body like a grizzly
And it’s still free bobby out the you know
Ain’t shit free so i'm stackin' blue notes
I keep on thumbing n thumbing n thumbing n thumbing n thumbing
While I’m in the 2 door
I’m a bread winner need a few loafs
Its a cold world i need a few coats
And imma big dog like Kujo
Easy