CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : COCO
She want that coco, she want that snow
She be f**king with some trap stars, till she meets all my bros
f**k him baby I'm a rap star, long time I ain't been a trap star
f**king used to be a crack star, now music's the goal
She want that coco, she want that snow
She be f**king with some trap stars, till she meets all my bros
f**k him baby I'm a rap star, long time I ain't been a trap star
f**king used to be a crack star, now music's the goal
I remember the days
Done trap, f**k school, what a diligent game
Forcing my mind, I can never explain
I was age fifteen, had a wap in my name
No pain no gain, took bus not train, spilled blood in rain
Essex boy with a devilish brain
First time in the trap, never been the same
Therе ain't many I trust but bro was there when thе ting got buss
How many times them boy leave dust?
Just chat on the net till them man get rushed
Act hard and them boy get brushed
But freedom's a must so we can't get cuffed
Bro puffing the flavours, no favours, this life can be rough
Run around town with the boys, running from the boys in blue
I used to have fights in the pub, put a bottle in his head for the crew
They never tried to tell me it's not true
Got snitched by his mum, how the officer knew
£25 for a round up in London, now boys what the f**k we gon' do?
She be f**king with some trap stars, till she meets all my bros
f**k him baby I'm a rap star, long time I ain't been a trap star
f**king used to be a crack star, now music's the goal
She want that coco, she want that snow
She be f**king with some trap stars, till she meets all my bros
f**k him baby I'm a rap star, long time I ain't been a trap star
f**king used to be a crack star, now music's the goal
I remember the days
Done trap, f**k school, what a diligent game
Forcing my mind, I can never explain
I was age fifteen, had a wap in my name
No pain no gain, took bus not train, spilled blood in rain
Essex boy with a devilish brain
First time in the trap, never been the same
Therе ain't many I trust but bro was there when thе ting got buss
How many times them boy leave dust?
Just chat on the net till them man get rushed
Act hard and them boy get brushed
But freedom's a must so we can't get cuffed
Bro puffing the flavours, no favours, this life can be rough
Run around town with the boys, running from the boys in blue
I used to have fights in the pub, put a bottle in his head for the crew
They never tried to tell me it's not true
Got snitched by his mum, how the officer knew
£25 for a round up in London, now boys what the f**k we gon' do?
