COKeAMANIA

[Hook] I'm saying what up doe I'm selling uncut blow A nigga so cold Jewels frozer than buffalo These niggas Front though They MC GUSTO CB4 they talk They should know that my gun go I'll blow this shit up yo [2x] Pussy niggas must got me confused Shoot a nigga out they motherfuckin shoes The name is Troy Ave, but I'm far from local And my gun goes off I am far from vocal mother fucker [Verse 1] I'm young and thuggin, my name buzzin Slangin drugs and slangin wood Jim Duggan, girls loving I'm just fuckin, never trustin, never bust in Niggas baby moms be disgusting I'm done lustin, back hustling, the phrase MOB Couldn't be more humbling To other niggas, blow pop sucka niggas I sell blow, Berra Paul, take under niggas Coke Hogan, buy and sell be the slogan I'm on my high horse, 500 when I be porche'n, HP I'm vivid as HD, when I talk that shit Niggas know that is really me It's not right, but it's okay Like whitney, RIP Out in Houston I bought keys, opened up doors From opening up raw, they opened up investigations Fuck the law Powder Life [HOOK] [Verse 2] I'm a smooth dark pretty young nigga that's stylish But dont get it confused, I be into the violence Take my word or go ask niggas about my work Niggas violate me, niggas do get merked Pay no mind to the subliminal, they lyrical Spray my nine at any physical, spirituals beams I make 'em, send 'em holy to Satan You just a soon to be t-shirt mural or painting Hope ya niggas Matisse, Cause when that Van go My gun go, Craccci Fuckin loco, I don't Play like OCHO Chad Johono, I just root for the Giants And keep it hundo, that's a buck nigga Fuck boi, fuck nigga Got homies out the state penn that'll touch niggas No homo, but for the low dough A couple light bands will have you meeting with Joe Paterno I ain't lion [Hook]