Cochese

Baby I'm the bomb call me baghdad

Foot up on the gas then I'm smash that

He seen you in my skat now he mad mad

Run up on us he gone end up as a hash tag

You know 4nem down to turn em gas pack

But we ain't smoking gonna opps cause we pass that

We be picking up the crops by the trash bag

I caught a box in the mail caught a flashback

Ya slipping on ya drip that's a bad batch

Fly **** 40 thousand in my man bags

To my style **** flock cause I'm abstract

You got signed then ya flopped and got laughed at

Still I bet i have some bags on me

Still i bet i got some cash on me

Who into fraudulently getting fast money?

I don't want the fame i passed on it

I do the crime by myself fuck a co-d

Noid **** i think everybody cochise

Celestial shooters act as my security

My youngns dropping 4s up in the Purity

I hustle baby yeah my income coming 8 ways

I got major plans the rap is just a gateway

Can't suit n tie me i make way more than the base pay

My office hours 9 to 5 at the raceway

I'm here cause former friends had bailed on me

Them demons want my soul i fought against the spells on me

Wankstas fake beefing just to tell on me

Officer it's reefer that ya smell on me

I been pushing weight ain't talking ballys

They wanna see a **** flipping pattys

I could never break I got some addys

The devil is a snake who thought he had me

So I bet he keep the mag on em

I'm smoking za said she want a drag on it

She smoking dicks a lame a brag on it

I told her watch her teeth and gag on it

Hustlers Don't Cry the Tag on it

I run it up take a break get back on it

I do the crime by myself fuck a co-d

Noid **** i think everybody cochise