Coffee & a Glock

Album cover art for "Coffee & a Glock" by YNG Martyr

YNG Martyr - Rap, Hardcore Rap

Coffee & a Glock

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Duration: 2:16

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[Intro] (Kill that shit, Tezzo) [Chorus: YNG Martyr] Are you kidding? No I'm not I just copped a fifty, went and put it on my watch, yeah I could drop a milli', go and pop it on a stock But I'd rather be a dick, throw it up and make 'em watch "Are you kidding?", No I'm not (Okay) Moving through your city with my coffee and a Glock Bitch ask me are you kidding? What the fuck? I pulled up with the drr, took a little off the top Now she asking are you kidding? No I'm not (Okay) I just copped a fifty, went and put it on my watch, yeah I could drop a milli', go and pop it on a stock But I'd rather be a dick, throw it up and make 'em watch Bitch ask me "Are you kidding?", No I'm not (Huh) Moving through your city with my coffee and a Glock Bitch ask me "Are you kidding?", what the fuck? I pulled up with the drr, took a little off the top [Verse: Lil Toe] Girl tell me is you fucking? Or you not? If you ain't sucking dick then get the fuck up out the spot Tell that stupid ass hoe she can go and kick rocks And she tell me I'm a dick, you can say that to my cock Driving real slow, bitch I'm passing by your block (Skrrt) Me and all my dogs tied together like a knot Break into your house, pop trunks, pop locks Bullets hit your mouth like some fucking pop rocks Bullets touch your mouth like some fucking coca cola, uh I been going viral, you can call me lil' Ebola, uh Looking for your bitch, pussy, I already stole her, uh Dick in her throat, so deep she be throwin' up (Ayy, ayy, ayy) Yeah I'm gettin horny let me get between them thighs (Ayy) Why he talkin' reckless all that shit dead flies You know I'm from Florida, Palm Beach, 'til I die If it's up, then it's stuck bitch, I'm aiming from the sky, ooh [Chorus: YNG Martyr] Are you kidding? No I'm not I just copped a fifty, went and put it on my watch, yeah I could drop a milli', go and pop it on a stock But I'd rather be a dick, throw it up and make 'em watch "Are you kidding?", No I'm not Moving through your city with my coffee and a Glock Bitch ask me are you kidding? What the fuck? I pulled up with the drr, took a little off the top Now she asking are you kidding? No I'm not (Okay) I just copped a fifty, went and put it on my watch, yeah I could drop a milli', go and pop it on a stock But I'd rather be a dick, throw it up and make 'em watch (Ha) Bitch ask me "Are you kidding?", No I'm not (Huh) Moving through your city with my coffee and a Glock Bitch ask me "Are you kidding?", what the fuck? I pulled up with the drr, took a little off the top Now she ask me, are you kidding?

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Credits

Writers
  • YNG Martyr
  • John Durham