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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Logic
Logic
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sir Robert Bryson Hall II
Sir Robert Bryson Hall II
Songwriter
Arjun Ivatury
Arjun Ivatury
Songwriter
Kevin Gomringer
Kevin Gomringer
Songwriter
Tim Gomringer
Tim Gomringer
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
6ix
6ix
Producer
Cubeatz
Cubeatz
Producer
Robert Campbell
Robert Campbell
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah
[Verse 2]
Cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, molly
Percocet, my rep move up like a dolly
If I talk about this shit more often prolly
If I talk about this shit more often, more often
Cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, molly
Percocet, my rep move up like a dolly
If I talk about this shit more often prolly
If I talk about this shit more often, more often
[Verse 3]
I ain't never fuckin' with no sneak bitch
Best get of my dick, boy you better not repeat this
Cocaine what I flip, jump in the whip, cannot compete with
A real OG like me, you know I did that dough like deep dish
Got the party jumpin' in Atlanta like I'm FreakNik
Got the party jumpin' in Atlanta like I'm Donald Glover
I don't want no good girl, I'm thinking I need a freak bitch
I don't want no good girl 'cause your boy ain't no lover
Fuck her with no rubber then I bounce back
Smokin' on some shit so good I can't even pronounce that
Shorty droppin' low and make it bounce back
Smokin' on some shit so good I can't even pronounce-nounce
[Verse 4]
Cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, molly
Percocet, my rep move up like a dolly
If I talk about this shit more often prolly
If I talk about this shit more often, more often
Cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, molly
Percocet, my rep move up like a dolly
If I talk about this shit more often prolly
If I talk about this shit more often, more often, uh
[Verse 5]
I don't really wanna glorify it but the streets glorify it
So I gotta glorify it 'fore the people throw a riot
If I don't talk about it on my album they won't buy it
Man fuck that, listen up, quiet
They wanna see a black man fall down
They wanna see a black man lose
They wanna see a black man fall down
They want more blacks to sing the blues
They wanna see a black man fall down
They wanna see a black man lose
They wanna see a black man fall down
They want more blacks to sing the blues
[Verse 6]
They don't wanna give me a loan for my house
That's why I sell bricks by the gas station
Never had a foundation
White man stripped up all my people on the plantation
Hope somebody prayin' for all they salvation
Hope somebody prayin' for all they salvation
Even those this the dialogue inside of my brain
I'm filled with pain but I just can't seem to refrain from
[Verse 7]
Cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, molly
Percocet, my rep move up like a dolly
If I talk about this shit more often prolly
If I talk about this shit more often, more often
Cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, molly
Percocet, my rep move up like a dolly
If I talk about this shit more often prolly
If I talk about this shit more often
Written by: Arjun Ivatury, Kevin Gomringer, Sir Robert Bryson Hall II, Tim Gomringer
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