Cocaine wonderland lyrics

by

CHRIST DILLINGER


[Part 1]
You're in the right place for sh*tty music!
I get outta bed and drink a fifth of Henny
Bad b*tches, I got plenty (Sha- Sha- Shadow)
Got time to hate on me? You should get a job
di*kriding is not a job
Trap in the same fit for three days like Steve Jobs
Rappers make up stories like Calvin and Hobbes
Me and the plug like Hobbs and Shaw
n*gga run up on me, I'ma break his jaw
In my comments hating, I don't know who you is
I ain't f*ck your mom, you is not my kid
Unc hit the dope and he can't stop dancing
I hit the dope and I can't stop dancing
Her pus*y stink and her bootyhole brown
Her pus*y don't stink and her bootyhole not brown
I feel like Lil Uzi Vert, I flooded hеr face
I can't tell the timе, all these rocks in the face
Take a triple stack, I'm alive again
Your favorite rapper dead, never gonna be alive again
White people love me 'cause I got good cocaine
I know you sucking my di*k, but I forgot your name
Bands in my pocket and I'm fresh as f*ck
I step in the club and I'm f*cking it up
Walk in the trap, ah! I'm f*cking it up
Had to bring my hood with me like I'm down with the Klux
These rappers down low, they don't wanna come out
You put Henny in me and hits come out
Fiend hit the dope and he can't stop dancing
I hit the dope and I can't stop dancing
This song sound like the 80's back
If I was alive in the 80's, I would've been selling crack (Holy sh*t!)
I was alive in the 2010's, so I'll sell cocaine
Ain't listen to Jay Z, I listened to Lil Wayne
I sold a white boy a eighth for eighty dollars
I feel like Three 6 Mafia, I popped my collar
Haters like Adam22 watching me f*ck
Pronouns not the reason you broke as f*ck
n*ggas still talking to Adam22
After he watched his b*tch get f*cked?
How the f*ck you still going on No Jumper
Talking to a n*gga who watched his b*tch get f*cked?
Hit the dance floor and I'm going insane
I feel like Marlon Wayans in Major Payne
All I eat, sleep and breathe is war
Got a cup of lean in the side door
My b*tch get scared every time I go to sleep
I'm off so much drugs, I feel just like Yeat
f*ck a n*gga's b*tch just like Skete
See me out in public, you might think I'ma tweak
Shorty in the club, all she wanna do is dance
Ass way too fat, it can't fit in my hands
I'm not D Savage, but I'm Dirty Dan
White boys strapped up like we in Afghanistan
Ass way too fat, it can't fit in her pants
b*tch got her ex name tatted, gotta cover it up
b*tch text me at 3 AM, down bad as f*ck
Haters in the crib doing mooks, down bad as f*ck
Adam don't wanna admit it, but he got cucked
You are forty years old, you got cucked, that's it
Unc hit the dope and he just did a split
If you a racist n*gga, you got a small di*k
Being racist for n*ggas with small di*ks
I'm not a racist 'cause I hate everyone
Hit her first date, that's a hole in one
Drunk b*tch think she Ice Spice, think she in ha mood
Took a triple stack of E, I'm watching her move
I'm rapping like Goonew and Lil Dude
Throw a b*tch out the car, she got a attitude
Percocet's bussing, I'm going insane
Hit the dance floor, got me going insane
I move that rock like Ba Sing Se
I'ma keep dropping heat, I don't care what they say
I'm on more drugs than white boys with grandparents
Rick Owens jeans sagging when you see my appearance
Turn on World Peace 2, you might see my appearance
Yell at the plug like white kids do to they parents
I'm off so much molly, I'm going insane
Drunk as f*ck in the club, I'm going insane
Ah! Dance floor going insane
I feel like James Brown dancing on my brain
I feel like the ghost of Michael Jackson dancing on my brain
Shoot a n*gga from the hip like the movie Shane
Ten thousand dollar fit, not wearing a chain
Hit the dance floor, n*gga going insane
Unc hit the dope and he can't stop dancing
I hit the dope and I can't stop dancing
I was trapping way over there
And I was trapping over there
Real n*gga, I done trapped everywhere
Had Tha Carter II on a CD player
Drinking more Henny than Kanye when he broke up with Amber Rose
More Henny than Christ Dillinger at a Christ Dillinger show
That ass fat as f*ck
She on the dance floor, her ass fat as f*ck
On the dance floor, triple stack, f*cking it up
Light the stove in the trap, I'm f*cking it up
I walk in the trap and I f*ck it up
Dropped outta school, thought I f*cked it up
Told that b*tch keep dancing, f*ck it up
Already hit the bottom, all we can go is up
Fiend hit the dope and he can't stop dancing
I hit the dope and I can't stop dancing
In the club, everybody dancing
Cocaine Wonderland got these n*ggas dancing
Hit the dope, dance
Hit the dope, dance
Big ass Glock in my pants
That's a bank loan, that is not an advance
Hit the dope, dance
Hit the dope, dance
Hit the dope, dance
Hit the dope - Shadow Wizard Money Gang!
Hit the dope, ah! (Dance)
Hit the dope, yuh!
Hit the dope, ah!
I'm being gangstalked by the CIA - they put a chip in my brain!
Yuh, yuh
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
The shadow people are in your walls!
Yeah, uh huh
Uh huh
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