Coke Dealer (feat. Krypto)

Everybody wanna be a coke dealer

Wanna be a coke dealer

Everybody really wanna be the realest

Tell me, do you really fucking feel it?

Everybody wanna be a coke dealer

Wanna be a coke dealer

Everybody really wanna be the realest

See I really wanna stop moving weight

But wait, feeling kinda anxious

Driving out of state

Hit the 40 East Bound

I ain't talking music

Rest in peace, Lupillo

Always used to do it

I was just influenced by the homie Hefty

Rolling like he didn't have a penny

Knowing damn well he could've bought us all a Bentley

That's the real code, don't forget it

I'm just chilling, posted up with pretty women

Let the swisher blunt blow

Got the homies buying all types of bottles

In the VIP for the low

Drug money, baller shit

Got a lot of work just pay the bills

Give a fuck about how you feel

I can only tell you what's real

Moving the work and I'm making the money

I'm flipping, stacking it, up, up, way high

Making decisions, I get it regardless

I'm doing it, homie, I'm just high

Viola, I let the eagle fly

Hidden spots on the map

Shout out the lil homie Chapo

Big sapo and adapt

Everybody wanna be a coke dealer

Wanna be a coke dealer

Everybody really wanna be the realest

Tell me, do you really fucking feel it?

Everybody wanna be a coke dealer

Wanna be a coke dealer

Everybody really wanna be the realest

Tell me, do you really fucking feel it?

Listen, I been chilling with my fucking homies

Drinking, smoking, with my fucking homies

Yeah, I seen a lot of fucking phonies

Always acting like they really know me

Just a few just to be specific

That's just me being optimistic

This is only gonna take a minute

Just to tell you how I"m really fucking feeling

They say they all got the most bitches

Got the most riches, and they hate snitches

Having ties with the cartels

And they talk about their major drug sales

Now I ain't saying that they fucking phony

But why you telling me your business, homie?

See we got bitches, and we got riches

But we don't need another witness, homie

I see you riding in your new Benz

Hanging out with all your new friends

Tell me where your old ones at?

Why they ain't there, can you answer that?

I'm just being real, homie

If you getting money, then you doing something

If you selling drugs or you taking drugs

With your ski mask on getting some

Tell 'em all about the thug life

You scheming and you plotting all night

Just for you to live the good life

You put it all on the fucking line

Tell 'em that the life is really real

Tell 'em that you really making deals

You really counting figures

And you pulling triggers

Just to live like a drug dealer

Everybody wanna be a coke dealer

Wanna be a coke dealer

Everybody really wanna be the realest

Tell me, do you really fucking feel it?

Everybody wanna be a coke dealer

Wanna be a coke dealer

Everybody really wanna be the realest

Tell me, do you really fucking feel it?