A.W.A the mafia my nigga You know what it is when you hear that haaan Kore, I’m a, I’m a Coke Boy I’m a, I’m a, I’m a Coke Boy, Montana They tell me, they tell me, they tell me put my gun away They tell me, they tell me, they tell me to put my gun away They tell me to chill, they tell me I made it They tell me, they tell me, they tell me to put my gun away They wanna pull up, take me away I say they wanna pull up and take me away For the love of, the love of, the love of money They tell me, they tell me, they tell me to put my gun away Every time, pull up, watch the bitch smile Every time, we pull up, wrist fifty thousands Bitch I’m a boss, sippin’ that lean, whippin’ the sauce Jump off the heel, panties come off My bitch a teen whippin’ (?) All my shooters but I’m (?), trippin’ off (?) Throwing that bird in the water Hustler we came from the corner Fuckin the bitch that I want Love of the, love of the money Call up they coming to (?) Broken a friend you can tell ‘em Love of the, love of the money Coke Boy Money They tell me, they tell me, they tell me put my gun away They tell me, they tell me, they tell me to put my gun away They tell me to chill, they tell me I made it They tell me, they tell me, they tell me to put my gun away They wanna pull up, take me away I say they wanna pull up and take me away For the love of, the love of, the love of money They tell me, they tell me, they tell me to put my gun away L’oseille pourra t’emmener où tu veux Le problème c’est qu’t’es pas sûr d’finir vieux En plus y’a là-celle qui t’casse les coquilles tous les jours Les keufs on les fuck Ils te courent après quand tu cours après l’biff’ Faut s’barrer loin d’ici, sur une île Pattaya, mon ami, tu connais Tout l’hiver siroter des cocktails J’appelle Kore pour l’été à Miami Mon gros c’est l’kif, la grosse équipe Que du liquide, demande à French They tell me, they tell me, they tell me put my gun away They tell me, they tell me, they tell me to put my gun away They tell me to chill, they tell me I made it They tell me, they tell me, they tell me to put my gun away They wanna pull up, take me away I say they wanna pull up and take me away For the love of, the love of, the love of money They tell me, they tell me, they tell me to put my gun away