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Cochise - FLORIDA BWOY (Official Visualizer)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cochise
Cochise
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Terrell Cox
Terrell Cox
Composer
Jamie Thomas Hetherington
Jamie Thomas Hetherington
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cochise
Cochise
Recording Engineer
MATA
MATA
Producer
Benjamin Thomas
Benjamin Thomas
Mixing Engineer
Ryan Schwabe
Ryan Schwabe
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Yo' Cochise, a weh dem a seh? I have so much bread, I've been stackin' it up So much hoes, I ain't passin' them up Over there gassin' up Broke-ass nigga with a passin' to us Remember they were laughin' at us Think tight for your dick crashin' at us Ha-ha (Florida man), ha-ha (Florida man), ha-ha (Florida man) Ha! (Bitch) Young black Florida boy Dressed up in that corduroy (Roy) First they hated me Now I heard they love the boy (Boy) Tough, I hate it (For real) They treat me like Voldemort I'm in that green, I'm in that green Bae, I'm Bulbasaur I got a check and I'm black (Black) Fresh out my city with wrecks (Wrecks) I put my city on maps (Maps) Try me, we pull up with straps (With straps) I tell that I kick it like Lionel (Lionel) I got a hit and a high note Break up, I'm readin' the Bible I'm minimal like a rhino They so lame to me, they know not to play with me (They know) Girl, come play with me (Come play) Call my friends, I pay the seat This insane to me So rich neighbors hatin' me (As facts) Fresh out of A to Z (Ok) Better I got that gang with me (Ok) I told you I'd do it myself (Myself) Told you I don't need no help (No help) Can't even buy me a belt (For real) I can do bad by myself (For real) Ha-ha (For real), ha-ha (Ya-a) Ayy, like so much bread, I'm stackin' it up So much charts, I ain't passin' them up How many girls like a pack in a bus? (Bus) Broke-ass nigga with a passin' to us (Broke-ass nigga with a passin' to us) Eat niggas they fried (Broke-ass nigga with a passin' to us) Niggas be fried, ha-ha (Broke-ass nigga with a passin' to us) I'm that Florida chick (He) On my Florida shit (Shit) Got some purrs on my teeth On some Florida shit (Shit) I see 12 on my ass, now I'm floarin' it (Okay) I got God here on my side And I'm adorein' it (Okay) Florida man is a Florida man, Florida is a Florida I'm getting sick and tired of all these guys out in Florida Like what's, what do they have in that Florida water? What's wrong with Florida?
Writer(s): Terrell Cox, Jamie Hetherington Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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