[Intro: Cocaine Mali]
(Mhm) Whole lot of Qua' we pour (Yeah)
Whole lot of Qua' we pour
Whole lot of Wock' we pour (Uh)
Whole lot of Wock' we pour
Bro got the big bodies and them Forgis
Ayoleap, you should get a life sentence, you've murdered this bitch
[Chorus: Cocaine Mali]
(Yeah) Whole lot of Qua' we pour
Whole lot of Qua' we pour
Whole lot of Wock' we pour
Whole lot of Wock' we pour
Whole lot of Qua' we pour
Whole lot of Qua' we pour
Whole lot of Wock' we pour
Whole lot of Wock' we pour
[Post-Chorus: Cocaine Mali & Fatt Sosa]
Bro got the big bodies and them Forgis
Me and five hoes, let's have us an orgy
She down to feel important (Uh)
Keep postin' me on her story
Whole lot of Qua' I pour
Whole lot of Wock' I pour
Whole lot of Qua' I pour
Whole lot of Wock' I pour (Trap)
[Verse 1: Cocaine Mali]
(Uh) Dope cup, ice me (Ice me), pour it up, sight me (Sight me)
I just had an overspill, whole deuce on my Nikes (On my Nikes)
No, you can't sip this, this a five hundred dollar Sprite, G
Kickstand, glizzy on me, who said they wan' fight me? (Who said they wan' fight me?)
Black trucks in LA (Mhm), that's how they invite me (That's how they invite me)
Strapped up in LA (Mhm), soon we touch off the flight, G
I might drop the whole four, I don't pour up lightly
If I go up the road today, ain't none of these hoes gon' write me
Her and her friend be goin', shakin' that ass, they throwin'
She 'bout a bag for real, she poppin' that ass at three in the mornin' (Uh)
He got a bag for real, he pullin' it out, he keep on showin' it (Uh)
She don't give a fuck 'bout nigga with money, specially if he ain't blowin'
[Chorus: Cocaine Mali & YBT]
(Yeah) Whole lot of Qua' we pour
Whole lot of Qua' we pour (Qua' we pour)
Whole lot of Wock' we pour (Whole lot of Wock')
Whole lot of Wock' we pour
Whole lot of Qua' we pour (Yeah)
Whole lot of Qua' we pour
Whole lot of Wock' we pour
Whole lot of Wock' we pour
[Post-Chorus: Cocaine Mali]
Bro got the big bodies and them Forgis
Me and five hoes, let's have us an orgy
She down to feel important (Uh)
Keep postin' me on her story
Whole lot of Qua' I pour
Whole lot of Wock' I pour (Ooh)
Whole lot of Qua' I pour (Ooh)
Whole lot of Wock' I pour
[Verse 2: Fatt Sosa]
Whole lot of Wock' I pour, trap, I move these pounds for cheap (Uh)
No, you can't open shop, I run these blocks, you've got to buy from me
Fat bitch fishscale the drop, runnin' from cops, spill Wock' on my Amiri jeans
Had that Glock with fifty shots with fifty racks in my Amiri jeans
Big [?] pick up, pop his top just like a Perc' 10
Caught me a snake finesse, got 'em for a whole ten
I'm still trappin' off that Nextel chirp, I'm gettin' that old money
I'm in the booty club, ran out of ones, started throwin' old hundreds (Yeah)
I'm at the Texaco, look like Lil Mexico (Ooh), we got them bricks to go (No bap)
Mix the .223s with 5.56s, bitch, I'm ten and oh (Ooh, finesse)
Yeah, I crossed out Favio, just don't let papi know (Ooh)
Screen that coke, go grab the bags of coke (Trap)
[Chorus: Cocaine Mali]
(Yeah) Whole lot of Qua' we pour
Whole lot of Qua' we pour
Whole lot of Wock' we pour
Whole lot of Wock' we pour
Whole lot of Qua' we pour
Whole lot of Qua' we pour
Whole lot of Wock' we pour
Whole lot of Wock' we pour
[Post-Chorus: Cocaine Mali]
Bro got the big bodies and them Forgis
Me and five hoes, let's have as an orgy
She down to feel important (Uh)
Keep postin' me on her story
Whole lot of Qua' I pour
Whole lot of Wock' I pour
Whole lot of Qua' I pour
Whole lot of Wock' I pour
[Verse 3: YBT]
Look, body bag, I drop a lot of cash
They gon' come broad day and shoot
They don't even need a mask
Dissin' on the Genie, they gon' get you, you won't get no pass
Ayy, lil' bro pull up with that beam, that shit look like laser tag
Ayy, I done popped up a Perky, I'm turned up, I'm on my ass
Stripper bitch tryna dance with me, she know I'm havin' cash
Ayy, youngest nigga with the biggest bag
Don't play with me, I get on your ass, quick to flash
Sosa keep the hundred-round, he ready to smash, mash the gas
Coke keep pourin' up that lean
I don't even drink, so I pop me a bean
If I drop a murder check, you know what that mean, nigga
[Bridge: YBT]
(Ooh-ooh) I want all the smoke, I feel like a fuckin' fiend nigga
(Ooh-ooh) Pockets full of blues, but I stuffed 'em bitches with green, nigga
[Chorus: Cocaine Mali]
(Yeah) Whole lot of Qua' we pour
Whole lot of Qua' we pour
Whole lot of Wock' we pour
Whole lot of Wock' we pour
Whole lot of Qua' we pour
Whole lot of Qua' we pour
Whole lot of Wock' we pour
Whole lot of Wock' we pour
[Post-Chorus: Cocaine Mali]
Bro got the big bodies and them Forgis
Me and five hoes, let's have us an orgy
She down to feel important (Uh)
Keep postin' me on her story
Whole lot of Qua' I pour
Whole lot of Wock' I pour
Whole lot of Qua' I pour
Whole lot of Wock' I pour
[Outro: Cocaine Mali]
Dope cup, ice me (Ice me), pour it up, sight me (Sight me)
I just had an overspill, whole deuce on my Nikes (On my Nikes)
Whole lot of Wock' I pour
Whole lot of Qua' I pour
Whole lot of Wock' I pour
Whole lot of Qua' I pour
Dope cup, ice me (Ice me), pour it up, sight me (Sight me)
I just had an overspill, whole deuce on my Nikes (On my Nikes)
