BOTANY BOYS - Kokane Kowboy (Will Lean Solo) lyrics

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[Hook:]

Cocaine cowboy, giving raw when I travel

Down in Texas, we moving ki's like cattle

U.S. war on drugs, but they losing the battle

Bucking the interstate, bareback with no sattle

[Will-Lean:]

Cocaine cowboy, now get it up

Triple beam bad man, the brick I split it up

Thinking Novas, baking soda I whip it up

Uncut, down proof it and seal it up

Drop it off, the interstate I hit it up

And when you ready with my feddy, I come back and pick it up

Want to invest, I fuck with only the best

Jump on the bandwagon, mashing like the pony express

Moving my weight straight, Peruvian flakes

I pull mo' cake state to state, then you cats hallucinate

The moves I make, the routes that I choose to take

Trailing the '88 Ford, that I use for bait

The rules I break, dope running and money laundering

Smuggle my shit thoeder, than a cartel of Columbians

F-E-D's mumbling, wondering how I seal it

The drug lord thug heart, right down to the finish

[Hook x2]

[Will-Lean:]

Drug trafficking, cocaine manufacturing

Connected elected, respected with Africans

We in this shit, paid about ten a brick

25 ki's from quarter mills, so we spend it quick

We out them gates, with pyrexes to shake

In the lab acting bad, with mo' blocks to bake

28 is the weight, as I fill up the plates

Grow on trees with cocoa leaves, overseas in Kuwait

The deals I make, kicking my spurs up on the curb

Cocaine cowboy, hit the laws with six birds

Ten is a bird, making the block shaking the cops

Out the roof of my hou', and my glock waiting to pop

Devastating or not, Big Shots come out on top

Organized crime, masterminds on schemes and plots

The dreams I got, to win and set trends

Cheaper suite kick up my feet, like a kingpin

[Hook]

[Will-Lean:]

So erotic, moving bundles of narcotics

The Coast Guards, U.S. Customs can't even stop it

Real exotic, like when I'm down in the Tropic

The ki's that I move, Noreaga can't top it

Cheese I got it, so peep the skills of a chemist

Running yale down my scale, as I yield in Memphis

Now to Atlanta, then straight through Alabama

FED's set a road block, but I peeped it on the scanner

Louisiana, in the booth making loot

Take your mouth off mute, I shoot to execute

Cause snitch niggaz, get found in a ditch quicker

Dope related, assassinated for six figgas

Kicking dirt, off the hook like Wild Ert

When your chest bursts, you'll feel how it hurt

My birds don't chirp, got me labeled an outlaw

Can't no in the state, buck this cowboy

[Hook]

Cocaine cowboy