text: AXL
  Hahaha, huh? Hahaha
  Tired of niggas cappin 
  Trap House Mob
  Niggas frontin their jewels 
  They aint expectin this one 
  Flex, my bitch love coco 
  Woo back, baby , woo 
  Let me see some, okay, okay , okay, okay
  Look, you cannot say Pop and forget the Smoke 
  Im from the Floss where niggas tote 
  They couldnt be Crips, so they turned Folks 
  Drivin through the Ville, droppin the cho 
  I gotta laugh, cause these niggas jokes 
  Dread like, "Who these niggas?" 
  "I dont know" , but Im on go 
  And Im in that Bugatti, movin two hundred 
  Givin pumps, like, "Who shot ya?" 
  Me and Trey, thats four choppers 
  Man down , all you see is helicopters 
  Paramedics pick him up, they gon send him to the doctor 
  Im in the hood like an engine, revvin 
  My checks is clearin , your checks is pending 
  And I got a couple gangstas, let me know 
  If you want smoke 
  Cause boy I can send em 
  And I got a bad bitch, ass up 
  Face down , yeah, she love doggy style 
  And she got a Louis bag , that hold the extendo 
  Okay, okay 
  Okay, okay
  Flex, my bitch love coco 
  Woo back, baby , woo
  Let me see some, okay, okay , okay, okay 
  My bitch love coco 
  Woo back, baby , woo
  Let me see some, okay, okay , okay, okay 
  Got it jumpin out the zoo, seein red, seein blue 
  Young La Flame, how it moves, Pop Flare how it— 
  Braid my hair down til I hide my face
  Duck away, she wanna lay up and hibernate 
  I took a chance, its a lot to take
  I took a right, ended up right away 
  She need a chunk, not a piece 
  It cost me three for the keys 
  Not the work but the V
  She let it twirl to the beat
  I send the work, bet it reach 
  Wearin pearls, expensive beads 
  I only hurl at my peeps 
  Cuts, diamond cuts out in public
  Two cups of the stuff, now Im up
  Coco Chanel when she tuck it
  We bunk, get a nut 
  My bitch love coco 
  Woo back, baby , woo
  Let me see some, okay, okay , okay, okay 
  My bitch love coco 
  Woo back, baby , woo
  Let me see some, okay, okay , okay, okay