stuck in the jungle with pop smoke lil durk

French Montana

Coke Boy, baby

I m up in traffic, I ride with them guns, you know how we do every summer (Oh)
Jump out the bed like fuck what it is, you know how I do for my brothers (Yeah, yeah, oh)
Chiraq career, they got me on papers, I m stuck in the zoo for the summer (Yeah, oh, yeah)
Ain t talk to my dawg in a couple of months, can somebody tell em I love em? (Gang, gang, let s get it, yeah)
Fuckin these hoes all over the world, I never give groupies my number, uh (Let s get it)
Racin them Lamb trucks, pressin the front and I m back of the bumper, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt)
Get em Xans up, fuck off a Perky and take off the rubber, uh (Yeah, yeah)
Put my hands up, look at the face and the Rollie, baguette and the buss, uh (Yeah, yeah)
I m not A Boogie, I keep on a hoodie, a hoodie (Yeah, yeah)
She want Celine, I get it cause she got good pussy, uh (Yeah, yeah)
You said they stole your chain, you lied, they took it, uh (Yeah, yeah)
Amiris with the Dior Nikes (Yeah, yeah)

Through these Cartiers they cried Armani tears if a nigga tried to play with my life (Oh, haan, with my life)
So watch what you say cause, nigga, I don t play, any time o the day, it s on sight (Oh, grrt, on sight, oh)
I looked the judge in the face, told him, I don t know a thing (I don t know a thing) , I wasn t there that night (That night)
They said I had a AK in the Rari and I just caught a body, I m like, Nigga, that s a lie (That s a lie)

Armed and dangerous, sucker ass niggas can t bang with us (Haan)
Angel dust, south Bronx streets they label us, notorious, can t be touched, yeah (Woo)
Back of the block, yeah it was hell, yeah, servin the bundles (The bundles)
Lawyers and opps, yeah, judged by twelve and six feet under (Coke Boy, baby)
One time for Chinx, one time for Max, you know I m puttin you under (Oh)
Why I m still here? What is the mission? You know I sit and I wonder
Haven t speak to my dawgs in a couple of months, can somebody tell em I love em?
N. Y. crib, duckin the feds, stuck in the zoo for the summer (Ah)
One time for Big, one time for Pun, welcome to the city of Gods (Gods)
You know the story, ride in the Rari, only way get out of dark (Coke Boy, baby, skrrt)
Play like the majors (Majors) , life for the rich and the famous (Famous)
That s why she s suckin me off like I come in different flavors
I m not Tech N9ne, gotta take nine
Shooters with me, yellow Celine
Pop on the hook, you out of your mind, go tell em rewind, baow

Through these Cartiers they cried Armani tears if a nigga tried to play with my life (Oh, hey, with my life)
So watch what you say cause, nigga, I don t play, any time o the day, it s on sight (Oh, on sight, grrt, oh)
I looked the judge in the face, told him, I don t know a thing (I don t know a thing) , I wasn t there that night (That night)
They said I had a AK in the Rari and I just caught a body, I m like, Nigga, that s a lie (That s a lie)

Coke Boy, baby (Coke Boy, baby)