COKE & MENTOS lyrics

[Intro: UnoTheActivist]
I'm just rapppin' (Phew)

[Chorus: UnoTheActivist, Chris King]
Okay, okay, okay (okay)
All that bullsh*t, I was just like Olé
We gon' f*ck all night, f*ck the foreplay (oh yeah)
I got n*ggas hangin' on, goin' out the poor way (Broke way)
I got real shooters hangin' out the doorway (yeah)
I got real shooters hangin' out the window
n*ggas better not play my b*tch like Nintendo
With this sh*t hangin' out my pants, it's extendos
But this sh*t can bubble up like Coke and Mentos (blat)

[Verse 1: Chris King]
Puttin' racks in sacks, the duffel like (?)
That b*tch just got designer pus*y, that's that Kenzo (that's that Kenzo)
Get smoked like primo, get creamed just like cappuccino (cappuccino)
You cappin', we know (?) sins bring out the evil
OK, OK, OK, OK (OK, OK, OK, OK)
I know I break the scale whenever I weigh my load with the drugs I'm on, it got me feelin' like no way (oh my god, I'm like no way)
I'm flown away but the chopper lift them to the lord's gate
I don't f*ck with the-

[Chorus: UnoTheActivist]
Okay, okay, okay (okay)
All that bullsh*t, I was just like Olé
We gon' f*ck all night, f*ck the foreplay (oh yeah)
I got n*ggas hangin' on, goin' out the poor way (Broke way)
I got real shooters hangin' out the doorway (yeah)
I got real shooters hangin' out the window
n*ggas better not play my b*tch like Nintendo
With this sh*t hangin' out my pants, it's extendos
But this sh*t can bubble up like Coke and Mentos
[Verse 2: MadeInTYO]
Now I'm on the topseat, bottom of the hill
Kickflip up, yeah, Margiela on the heel (skrt)
Too many racks, yeah, comin' in the mail (ooh)
I get it back if I spend it right now
Ricky and Chanel, turn yo' camera on right now (wam)
Too many fakes, think they wanna bite the style (skrt)
Baby, do you love me? Tell me where the cash at now (ah)
Wanna see your face

[Chorus: UnoTheActivist]
Okay, okay, okay (okay)
All that bullsh*t, I was just like Olé
We gon' f*ck all night, f*ck the foreplay (oh yeah)
I got n*ggas hangin' on, goin' out the poor way (Broke way)
I got real shooters hangin' out the doorway (yeah)
I got real shooters hangin' out the window
n*ggas better not play my b*tch like Nintendo
With this sh*t hangin' out my pants, it's extendos
But this sh*t can bubble up like Coke and Mentos