Cocky (feat. London On Da Track)

Huh?

We got London On Da Track

It's Guwop

Uh

It's Gucci

21, 21

Uh

Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm too fuckin' cocky

Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm so fuckin' cocky

Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm too fuckin' cocky

Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm so fuckin' cocky

I got so many M's in my bank account, I can't even count 'em

Too many whips, way I switch my car, I can't even mount 'em

Too many zeros with Versace pillows in my Phantoms

Too many bad bitches, I don't cuff 'em, I just hand them (21)

Off like a lay-up (lay-up), I don't got time to lay up

Met my accountant at Ruth's Chris, she told me that I'm way up (21)

I already back for seconds, I ain't even clean my plate up

Ran me up a hunned M's and then I put my bay up (21)

Way out in the hills, I just sign the deal

I ain't take no advance, so you know that split was real (21)

All my diamonds carats, them lil' pointers be too lil'

Glaciers in my ear, I need a cup, they 'bout to spill (uh)

Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm too fuckin' cocky

Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm so fuckin' cocky

Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm too fuckin' cocky

Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I feel like I'm Rocky

Huh?

How you gon' play D, can't even take D?

Too many fake me's

Way too many fake daps, way too many fake '$APs

And I put it on me and I want another ring

Girlies buckle at the knees, swerve 'em like the other team (skrt)

You can still hear the sneaks (woo, swoosh)

Ballin' in some Dungarees

Make a cheerleader cream, so what she on the other team?

For the cameras say your cheese, rap game like the league

Heard you the nigga overseas, but that's only overseas

I'm the one who oversees shit, "Oh man, it's him again"

I'm up in the rim, Gatorade and M&M's

Ball on you in my favorite Timberlands

My girlfriend got a little friend

All the way on the other end

'Cause she don't deal with the middle man

Harlem world stole my flow, friends and my foes

Got my hoes in my clothes, they want ten like my toes (A$AP)

Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm too fuckin' cocky

Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm so fuckin' cocky

Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm too fuckin' cocky

Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm so fuckin' cocky (yeah)

Just pass me the rock and watch him go

Just run me the play and let me know

With a broken leg, I let it go (leggo, leggo, leggo)

I ain't gotta say it 'cause they know (woo)

Gucci is materialistic, he's too fuckin' flashy

He smoke when he wanna smoke, think the world is his ashtray

So, so deaf to these suckers, I'm like JD in '03

My hoe said that I'm too cocky, I don't play nothin' but me

These girls got nothing to show you, I'll give you something to see

These dudes keep comin' up short like they a pair of capris

Don't group me with these rappers, these boys embarrassin' me

Them dudes ain't got nothin' on me, I got a money disease

I'm too cold for these suckers, they ain't got more money than me

I wear my mink in the summer when it's a hundred and three (burr)

I make a bitch feel self-conscious like she too shiny for me

I know that bitch want to fuck me, but she's too tiny for me

She's my way out the highway, you either like or leave

This Rollie cost us the G's, a couple bricks on my sleeve (yeah)

When I first fell on the scene, I drove a Cutlass Supreme

A half a brick, a pint of lean, and a new money machine

It's Wop

Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm too fuckin' cocky

Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm so fuckin' cocky

Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm too fuckin' cocky (it's Gucci)

Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm so fuckin' cocky

Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm too fuckin' cocky

Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm so fuckin' cocky

Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm too fuckin' cocky (Wizop)

Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm so fuckin' cocky (damn)

We got London On Da Track