Coke Hyena Lyrics & Chords By Nacho Picasso & Blue Sky Black Death

Cocaine, cocaína, yayo Coco, P, whatever you wanna say, bro I'm a show off, I show out I'm like Webby's haircut, I'm blowed out It's a snow day, took the snow route Got a snow bunny, like it's cold out Try to hold out, bitch, we don't go out I got a gold mouth, bitch, what you know about? Fish scale — clam chowder Took a sniff and said wowzers because my pack's louder Perhaps your bitch Debbie Downer because she lacks powder I got max power and I lack doubters I'm talking soft now, not Roc Nation Sniff a little off my cock, you Caucasian Black-facing in this crooked ass cop nation Just raw tasting and hot rod racing Screaming "Fuck's satan!", they still call us Masons I got dumb swag, California Raisins Cocaine, cocaína, yayo Coco, P, whatever you wanna say, bro She say I hurt her stomach, like a bad meal Shot a movie with your girl, here the gag reel She sniff hella blow — pop mad pills She say she's happy being fake, she get mad real I got old game, bitch Neo Geo Money is a must, bitch we the B.O I got packs man, nigga Filipinos Break a couple kilos and drink a Pellegrino Favorite letter in the alphabet: El Amino I got a fat bitch hanging out the El Camino All we do is kick it, Tae Kwon Dope, Key-Ra-Te No middle man, I'm copping from the CIA Shaved a white girl myself and called her GI Jane I ain't really got a limp, but let me see the cane I ain't been in love, since we lost Selena I'm the lion king, lining up my coke hyenas Cocaine, cocaína, yayo Coco, P, whatever you wanna say, bro