cocoa (Explicit)

Sit down and drink some champagne with me and let me rap

I'm balling with my friends

Staring at the money in a trance

Lil' baby can I be your mans

I might have to buy her OnlyFans

Huh

She gave me p***y as just friends

I feel like nothing but a middleman

I'm done baby I can't be your friend

You might give the p***y to my mans

Huh

Ugh you toxic

Ah-ha-ha-ha you toxic

You wanna stay

Don't stay late

Do you not like your house

Hate your place

Vroom vroom vroom vroom

Spent half a mil' on Grandma house and then I zoomed

Got way more money than my peers you would assume

In competition with myself I cannot lose

What we gon' eat

I don't do Nobu baby that's him not me

We f**k wake up you go we go too

London we up the top floor eatin' soul food

I don't wanna eat nothin' else

It's new I wanna see your room

It's new I wanna fix your rules

It's new b***h I'ma hah ooh

I'm balling with my friends

Hee-hee

Staring at the money in a trance

Hee-hee

Lil' baby can I be your mans

Hee-hee

I might have to buy her OnlyFans

Hee-hee

Huh

She gave me p***y as just friends

I feel like nothing but a middleman

I'm done baby I can't be your friend

You might give the p***y to my mans

I love to spend it she coppin' levitators

I took her out to E I took her out to Denny's

She always call me plenty drunky-drunky off the Remy

Uh-huh

Sometimes no callback and Donnie tooked off on the Henny

I'm touching down in your city just to get it litty

Uh-huh

Better check the bar when we in the strip we throwin' fifty

Go yeah

Do not be the Ghost you can't get too close

Nah

Shawty be doin' the most one hand better ride that roll

Xannies got me going down put me in my mode

I just ate lil' baby up shawty taste like cocoa

Ten feet down deep then I'm hearing gone

Cocoa

Got the beater out the cheeks you couldn't keep her home

N***as pull up to the function whip I leave it on

Pull up

I leave it on I told you that I pack a punch

I'm balling with my friends

Staring at the money in a trance

Lil' baby can I be your mans

I might have to buy her OnlyFans

Huh

She gave me p***y as just friends

I feel like nothing but a middleman

I'm done baby I can't be your friend

You might give the p***y to my mans

Two freaks in the club but they attitude trashy

Don't f**k with broke boys so the opps down bad

Baby Keem in the cut she know that's a hefty tag huh

I just put the whole 702 on my bag

You ain't coming with us please don't you ask

I might throw a hundred ones please don't be mad

Tit-for-tat going back and forth is not my passion

Took a trip to Paris to post another caption

It's too much liquor I get it huh

Steakhouse takin' out eight-hundred-dollar dinners huh

Baby go ahead and grab that t-t-t-t-t-t-t

Bruises on your knees

While I'm drinking tea

She getting teed I hate when you tease

Don't try to hide your a*s we'll tag a picture on your back huh

If that p***y good there's a chance I'll get attached