Songtext Cocaine dreamin Jim Jones

Cocaine dreamin

Dipset
Ain't nothin' to understand, uh
He's tryna explain it
Just follow the drip
You can't buy this shit
Let's get saucy, uh
(Heatmakerz, Crack Music)
I was born in, niggas was sworn in it
Uh huh
Harlem, what's up?
It's all facts (True that)
Facts, nigga
You know my body
Capo

I told 'em meet me at the top where it's goin' down (Where it's lit)
New dawn, drop the top while it's slowin' down (Get off my dick)
Where I'm from, they'll pop a shot if you don't hold your ground (Boom)
You better get that chopper chopper just to hold it down (Boom)
I done triple parked cars up outta Polo ground (Facts)
Summer nights when Rucker Park was the only show in town (55th)
Red carpets drippin', grippin' the fully-loaded pound
Five-Star dinners at Peckerwoods just to blow it down
I be scared to fall asleep, Medusa all on my sheets (Versace)
In my car, spilled Givenchy sauce all on my seats (Nasty)
Tryna test her in a Tesla, see if she gon' fuck (Boom)
Gettin' head, drivin' with no hands like I'm Elon Musk
But that ass was so fat like she gon' bust (Nasty)
Right outta them Fashion Novas, but is we gon' fuck?
I mean, pardon me, but I got rich nigga habits
I love them foreign cars, pretty bitches, and automatics (Okay)

Cocaine dreamin'
It ain't a bitch that I can't have
Or a cocaine brick that I can't grab
I go get it (Okay)
Cocaine dreamin'
No ad-libbin', nigga, stick to the script
Mix this with that and you get crack
And that's facts (Okay)
Cocaine dreamin'
My life is like a movie, ah
I could never let 'em do me, nah, ah
Cocaine dreamin'
My life is like a movie, ah
I could never let 'em do me, nah, ah

Cocaine trips to Florida
Whip Explorers, dripped in Nautica
Addicted to dust, he can't give that water up
The steak was Porterhouse, I hustled for that Richard Porter love
Traffic with henchmen, bomb attached to engine, blow that foreign up
Call the coroner, alert the morgue, a body on the way
Audemar, can't tell the time, too many diamonds in the way
I know they sick, but tell 'em this
If I was on fire, I wouldn't sell 'em piss
My mans say a prayer 'fore he sell a brick
I got a forever drip, feel like I won't never miss
You on that pole, you better strip
Overdose, make the medic spend
Just me and Ash discussin' this cash, floatin' up first
The powder brown like the coke grow in dirt, let's go to work
Exclusive Gucci, Dap ran into me, told me, "I know that shirt"
Play Griselda with the blanco, half a brick in the console
This ain't Training Day, you can't line me, you not Alonzo
Ball in the mornin' in Miami like Alonzo
Cookies rolled up in fronto, YOLO

Cocaine dreamin'
It ain't a bitch that I can't have
Or a cocaine brick that I can't grab
I go get it (Okay)
Cocaine dreamin'
No ad-libbin', nigga, stick to the script
Mix this with that and you get crack
And that's facts (Okay)
Cocaine dreamin'
My life is like a movie, ah
I could never let 'em do me, nah, ah
Cocaine dreamin'
My life is like a movie, ah
I could never let 'em do me, nah, ah
Cocaine dreamin'
My life is like a movie, ah
I could never let 'em do me, nah, ah
Cocaine dreamin'
My life is like a movie, ah
I could never let 'em do me, nah, ah

Pack your shit (Look at this shit)
And living in St. Johns, we do our thing-ing
You better know we chicken wingy
That's what we doing
Ayy, listen
Came through the wing of the bitch, you already know
Bronx, brrat, boom, brrat