Coconut Fried Rice (feat. Juke the Kid)
Young God Blow
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Looking super clean I'm feeling fabuloso Got a cholo in my squad That vato kinda loco No Henny when I'm shooting I always keep that fo fo All this alche in my system so I'm tryna dodge the popo Gonna have six rings when I touch down Diamonds dripping off my chains like some gun rounds Gonna put your ass down like a dog pound All black vv rosary I'm a nun now Money stretching long like Luffy Whip looking Gucci No hoopty Whole squad looking icy thats the crew b See a group of baddies and they tryna be my groupies Pro from a newbie If you gone battle get smoked like a loosie Shout out these niggas with nothing to do I'll take this spot at the top with my crew I had a motive and something to choose Yall only ambitions was only to lose Hazy and lazy I know how it be Punch to the liver I know you cant breathe Toto toto Told her pull up now she tryna get a photo Anime style might move to Kyoto Oh she a bird fly away like a Ho-Oh Uh oh uh oh All up on me like my Sudowudo All my peers give me hella kudos Eat the pussy like a asian Cujo I can see the spectators and they pissed off Mad at me cuz I can finally afford some crystal My snow stay fly like I'm Bristol No designer everything from the thrift store I don't gang bang I don't own a pistol But I will send shots like a missile And I promise that your girl won't miss you Lowkey already blowing on my whistle I ain't going back and forth this ain't ping pong Knocking on your girl crib with my ding dong Shawty get Freeces call her Ging Gon Let me bang on them buns like I'm Diddy Kong Yeah turn this track up this my theme song Blast this shit from your phone like a ring tone The whole mother fucking world is my kingdom Got me banging on my chest like I'm King Kong Animal I got her slurping my seed like its danimals Chopping up rappers like they were all cantaloupes Sick of the bullshit so I keep the antidote Look at my wrist that shit go flick Diamonds be fresh like Sierra Mist Styling on em my shit so crisp Hating on me got they titties in a twist Black and white bitch like husky hmm Lick on my bone like lunch meat hmm Get back nigga dont touch hmm Go hard in this bih like rugby hmm Vampires I'm Buffy hmm Up late to get lucky hmm Well tune they rusty hmm He stoopid ? He must be Got no time cause yo watch dont tick Young god blow and Juke that fix Running through the tundra with the arctic drip Look at our wrists that shit go flick Hey gang Rupert Pinckney in the cut I got some Bacardi in my stummy I'm feeling rummy And Im here to tell you something about corona virus F*ck corona F*ck rona Imma still be out in the streets Drunk as f*ck Nicking up a storm And you know what? If I catch you outside instead of staying indoors You're gonna get shot by a white boy in a Nintendo 64 button down How does that make you feel? That's gotta be a fucking blow to your ego you shit head F*ck you F*ck you and your demo tape bitch F*ck! Young God Blow that's a name they can't handle The king of the jungle and I'm busting like I'm Rambo I got some lieutenants and a couple of commandos You got no chance it's a rap like Chano On your favorite channel And to be frank I'm bringing waves like channels Big face goggles no five panels But I'm still rocking vans with the flannels Sneaky niggas plotting on me like Randle Forget I'm a fucking savage like Vandal I laugh in they face Cuz I know they mad Take your bitch with some open toe sandals To be honest I don't give a f*ck Bitches in the back Doing butt stuff Got some purebreds Got a couple mutts And they all go loco on my coconut Fried rice Fried rice Fried rice Aye Fried rice Fried rice Fried rice Aye Whippin' up Whippin' up Whippin' up Whippin' up Whippin' up Whippin' up Whippin' up Aye aye Fried rice Fried rice Fried rice Aye Fried rice Fried rice Fried rice Aye Whippin' up Whippin' up Whippin' up Whippin' up Whippin' up Whippin' up Whippin' up Aye aye
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Written by: Jeremiah Morris, Joseph Guzman
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