Cocaine Bars lyrics

[Intro]
Aye its JG n*gga, College Dope Boi 2
They call me JG Dooit(4x)
Honcho(4x)

JG Dooit [Verse 1]
I got racks up in my jeans now my sh*t saggin'
di*k all in that b*tch throat , now that b*tch gaggin'
I switch up my flows like I switch up my hoes, switch b*tches to my bro
That's a give and go. Eat her while she suck me that's a go and give
Everything I spent real on my kid. Say it on my kids, but i don't go no babies
Might say f*ck it, tat on my face like I'm baby, might say f*ck it and go get a Mercedes, I might pull up get some head from that b*tch Stacy, might tell Stacy bring her from Mercedes, Mercedes and Stacy gon' come thru and face me, let a f*ck n*gga like you touch my chain is you crazy

Cdot Honcho [Verse 2]
b*tches know I ain't sh*t like they man
A hunnid I spent it all on pants smokin' on dope , I don't f*ck with them Xans'
Yo' b*tch can do what they want tomorrow they'll probably be f*ckin' my mans, them n*ggas can slide when they want, just know when I'm done ill probably be the slidin' the van
I'm walkin' around with a knot no L's so I'm steady duckin' the cops f*ck a hoe then that b*tch gotta bail, bring a b*tch take a bus to the L
In a coupe finna make that b*tch vanish
This hunnid round clip hit yo head like a sandwich
And Margiela my clothes and n*ggas know me I swear i ain't got no time for hoes
Ill f*ck em and drop em like we do the folks

JG Dooit [Verse 3]
I'm in my other whip with my other b*tch tryna slide on another b*tch
I'm from Chicago , n*ggas post a ratchets, tweak they gon' wack you like f*ck the government. Fresh like double net, whole gang in this b*tch. Chain out, I ain't tuckin' sh*t
I know I'll go to jail if I get caught finessing n*ggas sh*t but I love this sh*t
Skur kill tat blat blat make a f*ck n*gga fell back
I mean fall back, all black I mean all blues right now a hunnid of em
On my mother in 6 months I made a hunnid somethin'
If she ain't f*ckin somethin' then she suckin somethin'
If she ain't suckin somethin' then she f*ckin somethin'
Either way I know the b*tch goin
Don't give a f*ck If she ain't f*ckin' somethin' then she suckin somethin' If she ain't suckin' somethin' then she f*ckin' somethin', either way i know the b*tch goin'
Cdot Honcho [Verse 4]
AYE... off the drank in a coupe with yo b*tch
Run through that b*tch then I'm done with yo b*tch
Throw up the racks and blowin' that sh*t for the while
You run up they open yo sh*t. In the masi' them tires be scratchin'
Get at yo body. GAR 30 really be clappin '
I'm cancelin' b*tches like nino. Yo' b*tch just blowin' me I call that b*tch seafoam
Gang in this b*tch where that dope at
We don't smoke put a whole clip where yo' nose at
A n*gga , a black b*tches know dat. Ain't got times, so them hoes where the bro's at. n*ggas gon' hate but I know dat
Big roll put it to the sky if you already know that
45 clip let'em hold dat
Aped out sinful fo'nem where yo home at

JG Dooit [Verse 5]
I don' fell off , came up , came off, fell off , then came back up
Told my b*tch its over, just like ghost from power
Now its official with my backup
I seen a fanny, walked up on me, JG i really like yo sh*t, lil n*gga back up. Cuz n*ggas thirsty, lookin' for a stain and I ain't goin' out like a lacker, I f*ck hoes in Chicago just like Designer I got hoes in Atlanta
In my show no security, fo'nem got hammers I know they gon blam you
Alotta Chicago rap n*ggas is corny , and we is not feelin those. Cdot thats lil bro , run up on em if you want fo'nem put a hole in yo face like a cheerio
Before rap I had a box of O's, sellin' those like Cheerios
Before rap we was gettin' dough, have the other n*ggas hoes suckin' di*k on video. I get up in the booth, and I just spit the truth I wouldn't like me if I was you