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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Thug
Young Thug
Vocals
Quavo
Quavo
Vocals
Takeoff
Takeoff
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeffrey Williams
Jeffrey Williams
Songwriter
Quavious Marshall
Quavious Marshall
Songwriter
Kirsnick Khari Ball
Kirsnick Khari Ball
Songwriter
Kiari Cephus
Kiari Cephus
Songwriter
Courtney Elkins
Courtney Elkins
Songwriter
Darryl McCorkell
Darryl McCorkell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Cash Clay
Cash Clay
Producer
Cheeze Beatz
Cheeze Beatz
Producer
Thomas “Tillie” Mann
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

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Cocaina, cocaina
(Cocaina, cocaina)
Cocaina, cocaina
(Cocaina, cocaina)
Cocaina, cocaina
(Cocaina, cocaina)
Cocaina, cocaina
Cocaina, cocaina, I don't wanna serve my people
Cocaina, cocaina, you can call them birds, call them seagulls
Cocaina, cocaina, you can call the girl "Mamacita"
Cocaina, cocaina, I do this shit for my familia
Turn a half to a whole thing
With cocaina, you will make a name
If you wanna make a mountain
Gotta turn that kitchen to a hurricane
Trappin' out the boarded houses
Don't go check the door without John Wayne
All white bricks, plain Jane
Pure cocaina came, cocaina came
Have you ever seen a drop before? (Drop before?)
Have you ever seen a drought? (Hell, no)
Have you ever seen a pot before? (Pot Before?)
Fishscale jumpin' out
Everybody know cocaina make the whole world turn around
Out of Venezuela, talking cocaina with the plug right now
Cocaina, cocaina
(Cocaina, cocaina)
Cocaina, cocaina
(Cocaina, cocaina)
Cocaina, cocaina
(Cocaina, cocaina)
Cocaina, cocaina
Cocaina, cocaina, I don't wanna serve my people
Cocaina, cocaina, you can call them birds, call them seagulls
Cocaina, cocaina, you can call the girl "Mamacita"
Cocaina, cocaina, I do this shit for my familia
Y-S-L, Y-S-L
Migos ‘til I'm dead and pale
No cop whip it like a shelf
Cut that profit like, yeah
Throttled up look like a crocker
Got some bad hoes up in here rappin'
Got some crosses round my neck like pastors
Fuck a father like son, bitch, we bastards (Fuck 'em)
Got some baking soda, that's what sells a plug
I wanna see some heels, cooking make me love
Yeah, I got that dope like pieces, I would love to meet ya
I done beat it-beat it, now she say she bleedin'
Don't mislead her, treat her now she knows it's easy
She know it's easy, yeah
Cocaina, cocaina
(Cocaina, cocaina)
Cocaina, cocaina
(Cocaina, cocaina)
Cocaina, cocaina
(Cocaina, cocaina)
Cocaina, cocaina
Cocaina, cocaina, I don't wanna serve my people
Cocaina, cocaina, you can call them birds, call them seagulls
Cocaina, cocaina, you can call the girl "Mamacita"
Cocaina, cocaina, I do this shit for my familia
Cocaina, call it "Miley Cyrus"
Actavis 'cause we don't drink that wise shit
They talkin' about the Migos, we spreading like we a virus
Thinkin' about runnin' up on me, think I'm sweet, I wouldn't advise it
Diamonds build our temperature up, fuckin' run it to the closet
Chopper make you do whatever, I say **** call me "Simon"
When they growin' all Pinocchio, ****, but I ain't lying
Most of these bitches ain't mine, I fuck 'em, then move down the line
See that cocaina gon' bring you to crime
And that cocaina gon' start bringin' the fire
But get caught with that cocaina, get time
You been fuckin' up and run at the wrong time
It can be a crumb, they gon' charge you like it's a dime
Lookin' at my neck and wrist like "why I can't shine?"
Looking at the IA like "why can't I rise?"
Cocaina come out the boat and it's certified
Cocaina, cocaina
(Cocaina, cocaina)
Cocaina, cocaina
(Cocaina, cocaina)
Cocaina, cocaina
(Cocaina, cocaina)
Cocaina, cocaina
Cocaina, cocaina, I don't wanna serve my people
Cocaina, cocaina, you can call them birds, call them seagulls
Cocaina, cocaina, you can call the girl "Mamacita"
Cocaina, cocaina, I do this shit for my familia
Written by: Courtney Dante Elkins, Darryl Patric Mccorkell, Deshawn Kennedy, Dina Marto, Irvin Whitlow, Jeffery Williams, Kiari Cephus, Kirsnick Khari Ball, Quavious Marshall
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