LA Floyd - Coke Weed Etc. Lyrics

Ok
The most notorious
Trap nigga in the world
They made Scarface about me
Before I was even born
You know the shit be on my nigga
Narleydude
F*ck the law flip a pack
Sell some weed sell some crack
Whatever to make a stack
Whatever to make it back
I'm Maj O'Narley all ever I did was f*ck & trap
I'm always up & since a kid I never took a nap
Late night makin jugs
While I'm in the newest foreign
Never had a 9-5
Cuz that shit is for the poorest
& f*ck I look like bein in somebody class
If they was teachin how to trap, I could prolly pass
F*ck gettin a degree it's jus a piece of paper
Take my advice, shit
You ain't gon need it later
The only paper that's important is a dollar
& I'm jus put some up, on some games played in college
Yeah I gamble & I shoot dice, tossin back cups
Gamble & I shoot dice, never lost once
I'on know how much I gotta say the shit
Tom Brady playin put ya bread up on the Patriots
Robert Kraft in town ? Can't be f*ckin wit no lazy bitch
Make that hoe f*ck him for the bread,
But never pay the bitch
Or some 20/80 shit
Give that bitch the less & you get most of it
Oh she goin rouge ?
Get a new hoe & mold the bitch
I jus rolled another spliff
& it's like a 7 in it
Roll up every seven minutes
Drivin while I'm sippin Guinness
Screamin "free my f*ckin niggas"
They be soon home haters
Rollin up spliffs in they probation papers
All I know is f*ckin get it
& I tryna hear none of that "lyrical" shit, I ain't f*ckin wit
Don't nobody wanna hear about the stars & moon
I'm busy focused on the broads in the room
I'm Narleydude
Turnin up Turnin Turnin up
Burinin up Burnin up Burnin up
Sellin a Sellin a Sellin a
Brick of whatever etcetera
I got some mollies I'm Sellin a
Pack to whoever etcetera
Cetera cetera cetera
Coke weed etcetera
Coke weed etcetera
Molly weed etcetera
Turnin up Turnin up Turnin up
Burinin up Burnin up Burnin up
Sellin a Sellin a Sellin a
Brick of whatever etcetera
I got some mollies I'm Sellin a
Pack to whoever etcetera
Yeah I keep it cool, never snap
Tell the truth, never cap
What I do, speak it facts
Yeah I keep it that
I'm LA Floyd all I ever did was f*ck & rap
I'm undefeated when it come to speakin on these tracks
Started out in elementary
Lil La on stage rappin for the kids to see
Fast forward Jr High I was spittin wit a crew
High school I performed & I battled niggas too
So I thought by 18 I would be a f*ckin star
"Oh shit the music not payin"
Had to get a f*ckin job
Graduation summer right before I went for bachelors
Left wit my associates to be a rapper but
Shit ain't really follow up
On top of the rap game goin from bars
To who got the most followers
Went from flows
To who pop the most bottles or f*ck the most models
& chain got most sparkle
Almost like you had to be rich before the deal
I was broke, so I chose to make shit that you could feel
& I can't promote the shit they do, that shit wrong
Especially that nigga Maj cuz he trap on every song it's like
Turnin up Turnin Turnin up
Burinin up Burnin up Burnin up
Sellin a Sellin a Sellin a
Brick of whatever etcetera
I got some mollies I'm Sellin a
Pack to whoever etcetera
Cetera cetera cetera
Coke weed etcetera
Coke weed etcetera
Molly weed etcetera
Turnin up Turnin up Turnin up
Burinin up Burnin up Burnin up
Sellin a Sellin a Sellin a
Brick of whatever etcetera
I got some mollies I'm Sellin a
Pack to whoever etcetera
"Who the f*ck is this on my dick
Soulful shit ?
Nigga I jus sold some bricks & froze the wrist
This nigga Floyd broke, I'm fixed"
Don't be talkin bout me like I wouldn't notice bitch
I represent real rap & gettin smart fans
"I represents real trap & credit card scams
Give a f*ck about the culture I Jus want the bread"
What about the kids that follow you ?
"Hope they dodge the feds
I ain't got no son or daughter
I ain't got no f*ckin kids"
That don't mean what you saying won't get up in they heads
Muhf*ckas like you is why the rhymin is gone
You jus focused on the jewelry & the style you got on
"You just hatin on my gucci"
Don't you really know they hate us ?
"You jus hatin on my Burberry"
They hate us too wake up
"I ain't bouta let you hate on my drip
You jus a fake woke nigga
Call you Farrakhan'vict
But I admit that you do got some passion
Maybe wit my help you could make it in this rappin
I could have you flossin"
I ain't gon lie that 78Teen chain got me wondering what it costed
But I ain't tryna send no kids to jail
Tellin them to do some shit that's gon make em need bail
"Leave it to me"
F*ck you mean leave it to you
"Ima save that shit for my album but for you I'll produce"
I ain't even know you made beats nigga
"Nigga I do
& the lyrical niggas don't f*ck wit me but they f*ckin wit you
So we could collab"
How much you chargin for ya beats tho you want a bag ?
"You know I'm eatin in the trap
You can't even afford the splash
So I won't do you like that"
So it's like a favor
"More like when you go platinum pay a nigga later"
Say less never knew u was this cool
But f*ck it let's do some work
Ima meet you at the stu
"Cool"