Lyrics:
Young Cash Cocaine

(feat. Yo Gotti, Gucci Mane) [Chorus:] Pure cocaine, pure cocaine [x2] All I ever served out in these streets is pure cocaine [Young Cash:] Yeah, I

: (feat. Yo Gotti, Gucci Mane) [Chorus:] Pure cocaine, pure cocaine [x2] All I ever served out in these streets is pure cocaine [Young Cash:] Yeah,

, my grind's my life My life's my hood, my home is slums My boys is deep, hoes is young Funk is here, I'm out the way I stash the cash for that rainy

niggers, cause i see you blue in the face, yeah, bitch i see you lose to the case! bitch ass nigger, you just not catching enough cocaine, it?s sod money

science so don't front, Cause Brooklyn won't front, naw, we don't front, In fact, it's gettin' like a daily operation, Cenilish born represents my young

, it was a set up Lockin' all the young homies up Gettin' 'em all shot dead in the streets, straight set up I remember when the world went crazy Crack cocaine

I heard it before, you heard it too But now, homeboy, it's just me and you You see, people try to call us filthy trash Even though we live better and make mo' cash

? I rap my none stop rhymes You will never hear pause when I say these lines So go on and on, I'm Sir Too $hort Just what you've been lookin' for Like PCP or pure cocaine

shoes, stoopid swag Rubber bands, duffle bags, small bills, trash bags Apple chain on my neck, you know that cost stoopid cash Maserati for the wash, that's that foolish cash