Yo Gotti - Cocaine Muzik 2 lyrics

[Verse 1: Yo Gotti] When Im alone in my room sometimes I stare at the wall Flashbacks about the streets and memories of my dawgs I just looked at my phone had a couple of missed calls One from Gucci, one from Diddy, and a couple of brawds Man I'm down for the cause Put these b**hes on pause They'll lie to your face go f** off with dawgs I'm like what up to my fans I wrote this sh** here for y'all Come to your city stand on the couch, go hard, and ball Cocaine music my n***a that sh** considered the brand All white is the movement what the f** is you sayin' n***as thought I was playing til' I pulled up in them cars Then stepped out wit' that j**erly now they see us as stars I pushed the bu*ton dropped the top Fixed my chain co*k my Glock Tell my homies squad up 'bouta fall up in the spot Stay focused keep your eyes open n***as be hating Its 1st degree murder if a n***a wanna play(BOW) Cocaine straight face no emotion just silence These n***as wildin' They strive on violence n***as talkin' goon sh** I preach it to the choir I know it, I seen it, I done it . . . co*k, aim, fire [Hook] While we're gettin' to it(oooh) This is how we do it(all night) All Night All it is, is G way And you know my heat stay(by my side) Just me and my thoughts waiting on that call Listening to that c**aine This is co-caine mu-sic mu-sic [Verse 2: Starlito] Trash bag on the backseat Having flashbacks of a track meet Metro PD trynna catch me High speed back streets if we crash so be it(f** it) Cause the strap to big can't even stash the heat(Damn) Predicate felon in the pa**enger seat (So what we gonna do?) So im smashing when they ask for ID(Scuur) Blue lights flashin' there future in the rearview God saying pull over but Lucifer I hear you My heart racing Might as well start bracing myself for the car chasin' Man the law getting closer I pull to the shoulder They sped right pa** me they ain't even pull me over I need a blunt and a rap check asap Til then im in the trap And I stay strap 20 pounds 20 thou yea I charge'em that 25 high risk boy a heart Cashville on the ave where I started Old school game yea I prolly need a starter hat And a pull over I so f**ing hooded yea Zilla voice Bopping c**aine music ridin' in a vanilla porche