Co Cash – Take 3 [Official Music Video]

Stream Co Cash’s new track ’Take 3’: Follow Co Cash: #CoCash #Take3 Yuh I got somethin to say up in here The first nigga play up in here He gon lay up in here He gon stay up in here Told my stick everyday up in here This shit crucial Like I just bought clay up in here I been runnin it way up This shit like a lay up I’m havin my way up in here Glizzy with the glock stop Pull up in the drop top We gon spin his block Drop it right off at the chop shop Bloody like a clot Sorry I cannot stop Hit em in his stomach Turn his shit into a crop top Never had a soft spot Run up on me pop pop Every nigga with me Told the city these are not props Cruisin with a thot box Keep me(?) from the opp block Niggas standin by Kinda hard for them to not watch(?) They tryna mimick me Can’t be my mini me We not the same like they zero percent of me Shit on my enemies I know they sick of me They havin cash But that shit aint equivalent Never been friendly It ain’t no befriending me Fuck that lil boy He got bitch nigga tendencies Movin so vividly Humbling mility That nigga broke Get him out my vicinity Hoe just to be in my presence a privilege But you can stay If you keep it explicit She eat the dick Like the meal is exquisite And she bring a friend every time that she visit I’m chasin digits I don’t do the dissin Never see my name in no nigga mentions My dawg he don’t like to talk But he vicious He just go suit up and handle the business They tryna run off with shit I invented They know who the hottest Of course they gon copy Young nigga poppin But never been cocky It’s one in the head Or the glock don’t cock it Pretty lil body She callin me papi My bitch look like Buffy the body Look at my pockets They buff and they stocky Got rich in the yo So they callin me Gotti Who is this cold nigga Won’t play with no nigga He do a show his stick go thru the door with him Running with gorillas Trappers and go getters Sell it for high but we buy for the low nigga Money get so bigger Bitches be so bitter Blocking my phone cuz I said I can’t go with her Fuck that lil hoe nigga Go get the dough nigga I used to sleep on a pallet with no pillow Baby nine on me This bitch don’t go no sitter Where is the nanny Racks stuffed in the Fanny Rock so much gold they think I won a Grammy Count up a 100 while still in my jammies We havin big bucks and never no wammies She seen my ice and she came out her panties Screaming my name make her chant it in Spanish She’s a grown woman But like to get managed Rich as fuck got em calling me Manny If she’s a cougar I’ll fuck on ya mammy Keep baggin, thumb thru them racks in a a hammy Rich nigga shit The broke wouldn’t understand me I got some niggas that’s trappin and scammin You got some niggas that’s livin informant Bought a new chopper This bitch Pakistan Make the wrong move and I let it do damage Don’t condone bitch shit That’ll get you hit quick I ain’t playin madden but I call my caddy hit stick Always been a misfit All my diamonds glicsin My neck and my wrist lit Call me Mr. Big shit Spent a nigga 5 months rent Up on a fit bitch Shit they never seen They like nigga where you get this Soon as a bitch hold out her hand She get dismissed Sent a pic of money When she asked me for a dick pic I’m in the A with a thick bitch from Illinois Coon you don’t care What you rockin a fitted for? They think they started the shit I been did before Just poppin shit What you all in yo feelings for? Broke a bitch Now this hoe callin me City Boy Got on two chains And my thigh got a titty boy Better think twice when it’s me that you sendin for Watch how you talk to the biggest Lil bitty boy