C o k e h e a d lyrics

Yuh
Real cokehead sh*t
Real cokehead sh*t
Real cokehead sh*t
(I'm in my bag but I'm in his too)
That's why every time you see me, I got a tiny spoon
Tiny spoon gang
Period

These b*tches want me to bully 'em back
She want a shot? I'mma aim at her neck
Bet she was waiting for reason to hate me
Lil' baby, you not on my schedule, respect
I guess you c*cky, you're feeling yourself
Really, you sloppy, might need some help
I got a future, you still in the past
With a chip on yo' shoulder, a stick up your ass
(Yuh)
(Good Gas)

Ain't nobody talking about you, b*tch
Ain't nobody talking about you, hoe
Won't nobody talk about you, but
Now I'm 'bout to talk about you, yuh
(x2)
You know you been buggin', you more like a liability
Put you on a pedestal, you treat me like the enemy
Thought you was that b*tch, you just a b*tch, oh, my bad, silly me
You ain't got no excuse, I'm not confused, this clear, you envy me
Remember, this a cokehead that furnished your whole vicinity
Made sure you was good, you had fits to rock and food to eat
I never let you back, I had your back, you wasn't sh*t to me
I thought we was G, all of a sudden, you not feeling me?
N***a, please
(Yuh)

Ain't nobody talking about you, b*tch
Ain't nobody talking about you, hoe
Won't nobody talk about you, but
Now I'm 'bout to talk about you, yuh
(x2)

f*ck it, baby, I was dropping the check on them nails
Cutting my profits to make sure you sell
You not a boss, you can't handle a L
I prayed to god so you won't have to fail, yuh
You an ungrateful lil' b*tch
I gotta [?], f*ck it
Only the best for the queen
I'm so obsessed, I'mma style, I'm a fan, yuh, yuh
Ain't nobody talking about you, b*tch
Ain't nobody talking about you, hoe
Won't nobody talk about you, but
Now I'm 'bout to talk about you, yuh
(x2)

I hope you get you some peace and rest
I hope you find you some love and respect
b*tches can't hurt me
I'd rather be 30 and thuggin' than 20 and trynna deflect
Know who I am, and I know what I want
I know who love me, and I know who don't
I wish I could've said it to your face, IDK
Guess coronavirus kept her home
b*tch, I be dolo, I'm good on my own
You not a trophy, relax, we grown
How in the f*ck you gon' tweet out my business and forget to mention I bought you a phone?
That's how you get it, I'm Gucci, I'm calm
Use this for clout, you gon' drop you a song
I hope it's hot & I hope you get on
You keep me still and you keep getting favors
It's crazy, I'm gone

Ain't nobody talking about you, b*tch
Ain't nobody talking about you, hoe
Won't nobody talk about you, but
Now I'm 'bout to talk about you, yuh
(Hoe!)
(Haha... This sh*t is funny as f*ck...)

f*ckin' hilarious. I'm actually kind of motherf*cking disappointed in yo ass
Y'know what I'm saying? I thought you knew me, I thought you was my mothaf*ckin' dawg
I really just... would love to know!
What part of this- the motherf*cking song did you- did you think was about you, b*tch?
Which part? Was it the part where I said b*tches be f*cking my money up?
'Cause you did that, but I wasn't talking about you
Was it the part where I said, "I'm so important and you so depressed?"
'Cause, I mean, maybe you are, but I wasn't talking about you, y'know what I'm saying?
Y'know? Was it the part where I said, uh, "rent money on my lip gloss"?
Because, yuh! But I wasn't talking about you (heh)
I wasn't talking about you...
This not, this not my... I love money, I don't give a f*ck about friendship
It-It's not really all that magical, it wasn't really all that magical
I... I just... I just cared. I hate that I cared, because now I gotta do sh*t like this
I wasn't talking about you, I don't be thinking about you, it's really okay
I-I really hope that you go on and be successful and do lots of great things with your life
But b- please keep my name out yo' mouth, please, I don't care

Thank you, and goodnight, b*tch