Coke Flow lyrics

[Intro: YFN Lucci]
Is that [?]
And I sold more Coke and Coca-Cola

[Chorus: YFN Lucci]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, look
Light on my toe, hold on these hoe
Still pourin' 6's and 4's, I'm gettin' throat
Still havin' b*tches in every area code
I know the street dirty, but not more than my soda
We done sold more Coke than Coca-Cola
Playin' with that white girl, I'm all on 'em
Don't be talkin' like you want smoke, we'll roll you
You better know we pushin' up, n*gga, no stroller

[Verse 1: YFN Lucci]
And I stay with two pole, like I'm bipolar
The only time I ever fall is in October
Might f*ck around and hit it raw, when I'm not sober
I'm just tryna get that jaw, beforе I been over
Ain't gon' lie all thesе diamonds on Minnesota
Money threw it down, we was up in spoken
How the f*ck you got robbed? And you had your toaster
Look, I'm just bein' me, I ain't never been a broke boy
Hunnid' in my jeans, I'ma spend it on a fort boy
I went Louis V' the hoes, weak I'ma dope boy
I ain't want no Dragon Ball Z, I want a Rolls-Royce
I'm just bein' me, I ain't never been a broke boy
Hunnid' in my jeans, I'ma spend it on a fort boy
I went Louis V' the hoes, weak I'ma dope boy
I ain't want no Dragon Ball Z, I want a Rolls-Royce
[Chorus: YFN Lucci]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, look
Light on my toe, hold on these hoe
Still pourin' 6's and 4's, I'm gettin' throat
Still havin' b*tches in every area code
I know the street dirty, but not more than my soda
We done sold more Coke than Coca-Cola
Playin' with that white girl, I'm all on 'em
Don't be talkin' like you want smoke, we'll roll you
You better know we pushin' up, n*gga, no stroller

[Verse 2: BigDawg Money]
Ayy, real n*gga, b*tch, I'm wanted though
I come from the jungle, no roots, so anything go
We was on the block with a dream, just like the movie blow
Always had a way to go get it, I'm talkin' hustle flow
Rose from the bottom, and still tryna go up some mo'
I be with them n*ggas outside, who tryna take a soul
Allergic to that broke sh*t, addicted to the bankroll
[?] AP, two-tone, rose gold
See I know how the gang go, grindin' and get mo'
[?] can't get his life up for you, and be in the same boat
You know I ain't lie, ain't money gon' do a thing
Real good big body, takin' two lames
The way I keep my gang'll blow a young b*tch brain
Five thousand bubble coat, Louis and a planes
See that sh*t hurt, these n*ggas feelin' when they can't hang
Then they go to hang, man that sh*t be insane
[Chorus: YFN Lucci]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, look
Light on my toe, hold on these hoe
Still pourin' 6's and 4's, I'm gettin' throat
Still havin' b*tches in every area code
I know the street dirty, but not more than my soda
We done sold more Coke than Coca-Cola
Playin' with that white girl, I'm all on 'em
Don't be talkin' like you want smoke, we'll roll you
You better know we pushin' up, n*gga, no stroller