Yo Gotti - Pure Cocaine lyrics

(feat. Young Cash & Gucci Mane) Chorus Pure c**aine, pure c**aine x3 All i ever served out in these streets is pure c**aine Young cash Yeah, i never thought i would be ridin dirty on i-10 just reup and flip again, Rent a car from enterprise license proof of insurance Speed limit 65 so im goin 62, Both hands on the steering wheel drivin like a old lady do Crackers pull me over they aint got sh** gotta let me dip, Purple haze is all i smoke but she couldn't make it on this trip Usaully keep a pistol too one in the chamber clip full, Not today on i-10 its nothing but me and redbull Collared shirt brown slacks lookin like a business man, Bible on the pa**enger side yeah i'm a christian man Yeah i pray to god let me get these bricks back lord, Please dont let these crackers try to search this lil ol' honda accord. sh** i'm wide awake, i aint sleepy so i aint gon swerve Told you i like to trap it when it rain i call em thunderbirds Im the only one touch the work so i know its uncut, Cause i don't move nothing but, nothin but, nothin but Chorus x2 Yo gotti Remember me c**aina you like my best friend, When i was down and f**ed up you got my a** in Far as i remember my n***a my life been full of pain, I posted up in the snow i stood out in the rain I laid that white on the table i watch em catch a drain, I knew right then right there that i would never live the same Im like a bird myself n***a wrap me up and move me, I got a stamp in the middle the whole hood approve me But you cant break me down (down) you gotta sell me whole (whole), Its a drought on real n***as you already know Im that ether n***a that fish scale, You that oil base homie you don't cook well Im yo gotti the king and i got that young cash, New money in a muf**in dufflebag Old hundreds in a sour creme ruffles bag, Dope money b**h i keep a couple hundred stashed Chorus x2 Gucci mane Cocaina heavily cooking dope excessively, Heavy risk activity my god given ability Hid the bricks in the 6 wait 'til they get low to???, Shawty snort a lotta powder let her snort it off the bricks Gucci mane the dope boy point me where the jays at, Heres a 50 slab watch my'74 to payday Shawty want some hardball baby want some powder, Im so high i see stone mountain Gucci got da birds i aint talkin bout da falcons, Gucci slangin birds also known as a dragon Hundred pounds of midgrade stash that in my magnum, Roll it to the country then them country boys i tax them Gucci mane ba*tard cook dat dope faster, Make that dope stretch like a 80 inch plasma Coke stank dope stank smokin on my airplane, 80 in the air mane bricks over here mane Chorus x2