No one can f*ck with me
No one can f*ck with me
No one can f*ck with me
I'll get him I'll get them
Since a jit money
I get it I get it
Poppin this ecstasy
Losing all my feelings
F*cking who's next to me
She rubbing up all on my denim
Money I get I get it
On these beats like vegan hoe
Be wary conscience of feelings
Been holding in a ton load
Always be wary of niggas
You never know he might know
You got a jar of them Skittles
Your money be tall like a temple
Got to revisit your mental
Remember cousin taught you
Mama brought you up
Same blood but they foster us
Grew up like Oliver
Looking reaching for an olive branch
Frontin niggas never holler back
Escape cheapskates no lovin that
Ixnay on the pig's nay
No talking back
No one can f*ck with me
I'll get him I'll get them
Since a jit money
I get it I get it
I'm poppin' this ecstasy
I'm losing all my feelings
F*cking who's next to me
She rubbing up all on my denim
(LOCAL BLACK)
Pocket the check then i finish
Can't waste no time when we living
I get it i get i get it
I turn a bouquet into Christmas
We winning we winning we winning
I get it i get it i get it
We winning we winning we winning
We get it we get it we get it
Hold up they calling my name
We are not one in the same
Red stripe all deep in the stain
Stay safe and stay in yo lane
Still running out the back house
Momma said boy take that trash out
Juicey J still get em smashmouth
Six six six on a back route
Pitch a verse to a trap house
Watch your words on that last bout
Fightin til the end then cash out
High hopes never ash out
Cherry blossom take her blouse off
Example A got the house loud
Burn another spliff talking cotton mouth
Playing with the synths talking keys now
X'd X florida keys now
Im just really trying to live style
All my life still 100 miles
Freeze up never slow down
Hesitate cause you dumb wild
This is not a stunt but i trump style
Makers mark dont distill it now
F*ck everything thats been watered down
No one can f*ck with me
I'll get him I'll get them
Since a jit money
I get it I get it
I'm poppin this ecstasy
I'm losing all my feelings
F*cking who's next to me
She rubbing up all on my denim
No one can f*ck with me
I'll get him I'll get them
Since a jit money
I get it I get it
I'm poppin this ecstasy
I'm losing all my feelings
F*cking who's next to me
She rubbing up all on my denim
Pocket the check then i finish
Cant waste no time when we living
I get it i get i get it
I turn a bouquet into christmas
We winning we winning we winning
I get it i get it i get it
We winning we winning we winning
We get it we get it we get it
Okay
Okay
Okay
Okay
Okay
B.V.M - Coco Milk (feat. LocalBlac) Lyrics
B.V.M - Coco Milk (feat. LocalBlac) Lyrics
Official
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
English
No one can f*ck with me
No one can f*ck with me
No one can f*ck with me
I'll get him I'll get them
Since a jit money
I get it I get it
Poppin this ecstasy
Losing all my feelings
F*cking who's next to me
She rubbing up all on my denim
Money I get I get it
On these beats like vegan hoe
Be wary conscience of feelings
Been holding in a ton load
Always be wary of niggas
You never know he might know
You got a jar of them Skittles
Your money be tall like a temple
Got to revisit your mental
Remember cousin taught you
Mama brought you up
Same blood but they foster us
Grew up like Oliver
Looking reaching for an olive branch
Frontin niggas never holler back
Escape cheapskates no lovin that
Ixnay on the pig's nay
No talking back
No one can f*ck with me
I'll get him I'll get them
Since a jit money
I get it I get it
I'm poppin' this ecstasy
I'm losing all my feelings
F*cking who's next to me
She rubbing up all on my denim
(LOCAL BLACK)
Pocket the check then i finish
Can't waste no time when we living
I get it i get i get it
I turn a bouquet into Christmas
We winning we winning we winning
I get it i get it i get it
We winning we winning we winning
We get it we get it we get it
Hold up they calling my name
We are not one in the same
Red stripe all deep in the stain
Stay safe and stay in yo lane
Still running out the back house
Momma said boy take that trash out
Juicey J still get em smashmouth
Six six six on a back route
Pitch a verse to a trap house
Watch your words on that last bout
Fightin til the end then cash out
High hopes never ash out
Cherry blossom take her blouse off
Example A got the house loud
Burn another spliff talking cotton mouth
Playing with the synths talking keys now
X'd X florida keys now
Im just really trying to live style
All my life still 100 miles
Freeze up never slow down
Hesitate cause you dumb wild
This is not a stunt but i trump style
Makers mark dont distill it now
F*ck everything thats been watered down
No one can f*ck with me
I'll get him I'll get them
Since a jit money
I get it I get it
I'm poppin this ecstasy
I'm losing all my feelings
F*cking who's next to me
She rubbing up all on my denim
No one can f*ck with me
I'll get him I'll get them
Since a jit money
I get it I get it
I'm poppin this ecstasy
I'm losing all my feelings
F*cking who's next to me
She rubbing up all on my denim
Pocket the check then i finish
Cant waste no time when we living
I get it i get i get it
I turn a bouquet into christmas
We winning we winning we winning
I get it i get it i get it
We winning we winning we winning
We get it we get it we get it
Okay
Okay
Okay
Okay
Okay
No one can f*ck with me
No one can f*ck with me
I'll get him I'll get them
Since a jit money
I get it I get it
Poppin this ecstasy
Losing all my feelings
F*cking who's next to me
She rubbing up all on my denim
Money I get I get it
On these beats like vegan hoe
Be wary conscience of feelings
Been holding in a ton load
Always be wary of niggas
You never know he might know
You got a jar of them Skittles
Your money be tall like a temple
Got to revisit your mental
Remember cousin taught you
Mama brought you up
Same blood but they foster us
Grew up like Oliver
Looking reaching for an olive branch
Frontin niggas never holler back
Escape cheapskates no lovin that
Ixnay on the pig's nay
No talking back
No one can f*ck with me
I'll get him I'll get them
Since a jit money
I get it I get it
I'm poppin' this ecstasy
I'm losing all my feelings
F*cking who's next to me
She rubbing up all on my denim
(LOCAL BLACK)
Pocket the check then i finish
Can't waste no time when we living
I get it i get i get it
I turn a bouquet into Christmas
We winning we winning we winning
I get it i get it i get it
We winning we winning we winning
We get it we get it we get it
Hold up they calling my name
We are not one in the same
Red stripe all deep in the stain
Stay safe and stay in yo lane
Still running out the back house
Momma said boy take that trash out
Juicey J still get em smashmouth
Six six six on a back route
Pitch a verse to a trap house
Watch your words on that last bout
Fightin til the end then cash out
High hopes never ash out
Cherry blossom take her blouse off
Example A got the house loud
Burn another spliff talking cotton mouth
Playing with the synths talking keys now
X'd X florida keys now
Im just really trying to live style
All my life still 100 miles
Freeze up never slow down
Hesitate cause you dumb wild
This is not a stunt but i trump style
Makers mark dont distill it now
F*ck everything thats been watered down
No one can f*ck with me
I'll get him I'll get them
Since a jit money
I get it I get it
I'm poppin this ecstasy
I'm losing all my feelings
F*cking who's next to me
She rubbing up all on my denim
No one can f*ck with me
I'll get him I'll get them
Since a jit money
I get it I get it
I'm poppin this ecstasy
I'm losing all my feelings
F*cking who's next to me
She rubbing up all on my denim
Pocket the check then i finish
Cant waste no time when we living
I get it i get i get it
I turn a bouquet into christmas
We winning we winning we winning
I get it i get it i get it
We winning we winning we winning
We get it we get it we get it
Okay
Okay
Okay
Okay
Okay
Writer: Deshone Busby, Travon Bryant
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid