Coca-Cola
CAL
GENRE
[Verse 1: CAL]
Sipping Coca-Cola on a Range Rover
People say i’m gonna fail, I think i’m gonna fail
Set up my sails, change course for a future
No force, just flowing, going where the wind is blowing
Catch the breeze and now I’m floating with my dreams way high
I don’t ever feeling trying but for you, know i’ll try
Half asleep, can’t eat
Vans shoes on my feet, pink hair
Just me sipping Coke in my dreams with my brothers by my side
Coca-Cola in my cup, all the boys, they all pull up
Everyone’s a homie and I really don’t give a fuck who you are
You are great, there's a few i really hate but that’s just another day
Wish people knеw what they say
Cause problems and thеy hurt people daily and some worse
Never wanna see a another hearse with a brother in it
Never wanna see a another hearse with a brother in it
[Chorus: CAL x JAY]
It'll all be over
It''s all be over
And we won't won't have to cry no more
And we won't won't have to cry no more
[Verse 2: JAY]
Ayo
Murder on the track when I’m serving up to bat
Verbing these words upon impact so first observe and then react
JAY Capone, I’m referring to that
The Don Corleone of rap who else deserve to be that?
Cooking up the dirtiest tracks, the curb where we at
Tell me that I’m corny as fuck but what’s the word when he snaps?
Never heard of me, facts, and you’re never hurting me, facts
Burliest cats vs the surliest rats, I concur that we scrap
Rappers act hard but playing it safe
Why should I care what you say when you can’t say it to my face?
Lost in the chase where we’re tryna find our place
Lost some friends along the way from the damage and the bong blaze
They couldn't stop me from shooting because I got assists
Watch the boy splash from the deep, Bryce Cotton shit
I made a new sound, this Aus rap colonist
So get on that rotten ship and bomb stacks or wads of it
Bitch
Old school like a Motorola, CAL is sipping on the Coca-Cola
Sipping Coca-Cola on a Range Rover
People say i’m gonna fail, I think i’m gonna fail
Set up my sails, change course for a future
No force, just flowing, going where the wind is blowing
Catch the breeze and now I’m floating with my dreams way high
I don’t ever feeling trying but for you, know i’ll try
Half asleep, can’t eat
Vans shoes on my feet, pink hair
Just me sipping Coke in my dreams with my brothers by my side
Coca-Cola in my cup, all the boys, they all pull up
Everyone’s a homie and I really don’t give a fuck who you are
You are great, there's a few i really hate but that’s just another day
Wish people knеw what they say
Cause problems and thеy hurt people daily and some worse
Never wanna see a another hearse with a brother in it
Never wanna see a another hearse with a brother in it
[Chorus: CAL x JAY]
It'll all be over
It''s all be over
And we won't won't have to cry no more
And we won't won't have to cry no more
[Verse 2: JAY]
Ayo
Murder on the track when I’m serving up to bat
Verbing these words upon impact so first observe and then react
JAY Capone, I’m referring to that
The Don Corleone of rap who else deserve to be that?
Cooking up the dirtiest tracks, the curb where we at
Tell me that I’m corny as fuck but what’s the word when he snaps?
Never heard of me, facts, and you’re never hurting me, facts
Burliest cats vs the surliest rats, I concur that we scrap
Rappers act hard but playing it safe
Why should I care what you say when you can’t say it to my face?
Lost in the chase where we’re tryna find our place
Lost some friends along the way from the damage and the bong blaze
They couldn't stop me from shooting because I got assists
Watch the boy splash from the deep, Bryce Cotton shit
I made a new sound, this Aus rap colonist
So get on that rotten ship and bomb stacks or wads of it
Bitch
Old school like a Motorola, CAL is sipping on the Coca-Cola
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