Video Coconut Paint de Abel Disla 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Abel Disla - Coconut Paint Lyrics

[Verse 1]

I'm finna get in the safe
Tired of playin' It safe
The pressure of leading the way
It got me bleedin' away
Fam be trippin' these days
They think I'm straying away
Reach in my pockets for nickels and dimes but grinding
I hope that can possibly change
I'm finna get me a range
Big body coconut paint
My shawty white like McCain
They did not make me the same
You ain't the man that you claim, nigga
Pulling the trigger
I never say I'm the realest
But that's how you know I'm the realer
I gеt the bag for my niggas
She want the bag from Margiеla
I'm making moves for the skrilla
She wanna listen to Skrillex
I'm steady whipping, I'm whipping
I'm whipping the skillet
Know it get hot in the kitchen
I never say I'm the realest
But that's how you know I'm the realest
[Verse 2]

That's how you know I'm the realest
That's how you know Imma kill it
I live a block from the clinic
That's how you know I'm the illest
That's how you know I'm the illest
Yeah yeah
That's how you know I'm the realest
That's how you know I'mma kill it
I live a block from the clinic
That's how you know I'mma kill it
That's how you know
That's how you know!
Run 'em out
I had to thug it out
Edit the haters yeah I had to cut 'em
I see 'em in public, it's nothing now, no
Now that I'm buzzin now
You buddy buddy like you was my cousin now
All of the sudden now
You make a call and you sayin' you love me now
Flow getting cold and your nose getting runny now
Cut it out
Yeah, I had to thug it out
Pray that my days getting sunny and
Pray that my mom see the money
It ain't nothing funny
[Verse 3]

See I'm finna get in the safe
Tired of playin' It safe
The pressure of leading the way
It got me bleedin' away
Fam be trippin' these days
They think I'm straying away
Reach in my pockets for nickels and dimes but grinding
I hope that can possibly change
I'm finna get me a range
Big body coconut paint
My shawty white like McCain
They did not make me the same
You ain't the man that you claim, nigga
Pulling the trigger
I never say I'm the realest
But that's how you know I'm the realer
I get the bag for my niggas
She want the bag from Margiela
I'm making moves for the skrilla
She wanna listen to Skrillex
I'm steady whipping, I'm whipping
I'm whipping the skillet
Know it get hot in the kitchen
I never say I'm the realest
But that's how you know
That's how you know