Artist: Cochise
Single: Joan's Garden
Instagram: @𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩𝘼𝘽𝙖𝙜𝘽𝙤𝙮
Twitter: @𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩𝘼𝘽𝙖𝙜𝘽𝙤𝙮
Lyrics:
[Intro]
Nah, I got y'all fools this time, hit it
Yo', Cochise, A weh dem a seh?
[Chorus]
Yeah, heard that boy, he lied through his teeth (Lied through his teeth huh)
Ain't no way he talkin' 'bout me (Talkin' 'bout me, ah)
Ballin' like I play for the Heat (Play for the Heat, ah)
Ain't no way that boy can compete (Can compete, uh)
He don't got a shot, that boy weak, yeah (That boy weak, uh)
I might hit the gym like Maleek, yeah (Uh)
Who that boy? He talk like a creep (Get it)
[Verse 1]
Yeah, call me Mr. Winner, I feel like the best (I feel like the best)
You can't tell me nothin' since my daddy left (Since my daddy left)
Ever since a jit I'm playin' Dragon Quest (Playin' Dragon Quest)
Yeah, feature, that's a hundred, I ain't goin' less (Woah)
Huh, Kobe with the right, Ginóbili with the left (Ginóbili with the left)
I'ma count this money 'til my final breath ('Til my final breath)
I thank Jesus Christ because I know I'm blessed, yeah
I'ma count this money 'til my final breath (Get it)
[Refrain]
Yeah, ain't no Dunkin' in this cup, don't do coffee
I been stuntin' so damn much so that it's often
I know Cochise run that shit like it's Lost, yeah
I'm on my PC, yeah, I feel like Stephen Hawking
I feel like Liam Neeson when I'm with the Glocky
Talkin' 'bout fiber and servers, I feel like Hawking
That boy, he runnin' on that beat and I'm just joggin'
I'm gettin' money on my feet I'm gettin'- (Get it)
[Verse 2]
Uh, uh, I'm in the back, uh, uh, give me the cash
Uh, uh, filled to the brim, uh, uh, give me the cash
My money comin' through long in a sack
Get 'em upset 'cause they ain't move bag
Heat that boy up I ain't talkin' bout temp'
I feel like I'm pimpin', I ain't talkin' trash
What's even wrong? I gotta get cash
Forty years old, I'll still hit the dash
I know it's tragic, that boy, he cappin'
Don't know what happened but I know what's happenin'
My homie trappin', he got a knack, yeah (Get it)
That boy he cappin', that boy he flackin'
He not with action, ball like a Maverick
Caught that boy lackin', he was like "Stop this"
I'm bein' honest, I'm not with all this
And then he ran like he Sonic, then my money go up
I just wanna know, do you wanna go? (Come on)
Maybe Mexico, you with me the most
Nobody say nothin', I wanna go (Get it)
[Outro]
Ah, ah, ah, ah, oh
Ah, ah, ah, ah, oh
Ah, ah, ah, ah, oh
Ah, ah, ah, ah, oh