Lletres: Andre Nickatina. Little Coco.

I was the itty bitty cat, with the itty bitty bat, with the itty bitty gat, with the itty bitty raps, they like "ooh not you", I'm like "yeah nigga me", I only come around when niggas pay me, I love bruce lee with a cup of ice tea, fully dressed smokin' weed in a hot ??

Big bank in the fish tank, sideways on the street when I dip man, drinkin' pineapple crush wit a blunt, don't touch, check this showin' my luck for this girl name, Nicky punch, what, spare me your thoughts, pass the hotsauce, you don't know how much these shrimps cost

The homie baked to a state, the warning's like wait, cause everything we do is like a dopecase yeah, rippin' through the city at a fast pace yeah, tryna make money 'fore it's too late yeah, fall arrives, check it tiga bonzai, livin' like the devil sent piece of the pie

kill the noise if you're spittin' baby, talkin' is for spectators, fascinated by the brain the ?? game, tryna get you over way out of you're frame, you're dancin' with the devil when you mention my name, like caine