COKE RAPS lyrics

Villain
Im the demon
Im ya passion
Ridin round the city
Show my titty
Janet jackson
I don't hate black men
Baby i got a black son
But i hate these n*ggas
So i copped a couple black guns
Which one
Which b*tch rappin n*gga
Pick one
Not better than mama
I be bringin out them big guns
I ain’t have to sign
Im pressin b*tches like some big thumbs
& if u let me f*ck
I bet i prolly make u big c*m
Get some
Money witcho broke ass
Actin like you know me
End up holy
Witcho woke ass
Might be addiction
Skip it
Curve ya like a coke glass
n*ggas do too much
& ion really like to f*ck fast
Im f*cked up
So he thinking imma f*ck fast
I got news for ya baby
Imma need it in cash
Imma needa couplе rents to bend it
I'm a new man
I can't lеt a n*gga f*ck on me
Without a good plan
b*tches think im bothered
Im in mexico with my man
b*tches hate theyself
It trip me out
But i understand
Imma be that b*tch until they bury me
Brittnee w the double e’s
Mutha w the double d's
Money longer than my weave
Oops
I almost lost the pace of my flow
I been acting reckless
Check my necklace
She ain't no hoe
Spoke a crystal neck into existence
Now my throat glow
Now my lil brutha home
And please believe he on go
b*tches think they clever
Cracking jokes about my coke nose
Least i can afford it
You still walking round in my clothes
Thats my petty bone
Okay imma put it away
I do not forgive
Do not forget
I just call it a day
I like holdin grudges
It do something for myself esteem
Knowin b*tches can't get close to me
Not even in they dreams
Knowin that they gotta watch me shake it
Wrist on tambourine
Hoes can't hold it down
So i don't owe these b*tches
Not a thing
b*tch!