[Music] Zoocci Coke Dope – Oath ft. Nasty C

South African singer-songwriter and music star, Zoocci Coke Dope, has released a new single titled "Oath".

The track "Oath" is a captivating addition to any playlist, showcasing Zoocci Coke Dope's talent and creativity. This song marks his latest release for the year 2026, demonstrating his consistency and dedication to his craft.

Featured as the 5th track on his 13-track album "Anxiety", "Oath" stands out as a standout piece within the project, highlighting Zoocci Coke Dope's musical prowess and unique style.

Collaborating with award-winning artist, Nasty C, the song takes on a new dimension with Nasty C's impressive verse, adding depth and energy to the track.

With its infectious beat and powerful lyrics, "Oath" is sure to resonate with fans of both artists and attract new listeners with its undeniable appeal.

Zoocci Coke Dope, known for his innovative sound and versatile artistry, continues to make waves in the music industry with each release. His ability to blend different genres and create music that resonates with audiences sets him apart as a true talent in the South African music scene.

Don't miss out on experiencing the magic of "Oath" by Zoocci Coke Dope featuring Nasty C. It's a track that showcases the best of both artists and is sure to leave a lasting impression.

Zoocci Coke Dope Oath Lyrics:
Zoocci Coke Dope, he’s the dealer

What’s in my pockets? Nigga cash on arrival
I command that’s my title
Nigga hands on the bible
She might pop it with my hands on her spinal
I got fans I’m a idol
If I smash she might go viral

Might go off or something
Might get lost or something
She so troublesome
I hit, can’t cuff, no officer
I'm ignoring her
She think that she my boss or something
Check my arsenal
I swing like playing golf or something

She’s a fan but she took a chance ‘cause she heard we got bands
I get money, she with me and she say oui like we in France
I don’t wanna politic
My bitch probably thick
I need a Prada fit
Niggas all counterfeit

What’s in my pockets? Nigga cash on arrival
I command that’s my title
Nigga hands on the bible
She might pop it with my hands on her spinal
I got fans I’m a idol
If I smash she might go viral

Think I’m soft or something
Dick in her esophagus
Nigga I’m Optimus
Niggas can’t out awesome us
Niggas ask for us
Got goons that are ready to blast for us
Nigga they ask for us
You say my name that’s blasphemous

I left home and I ran it up
I got stamina
My bitch polite like Canada
My passport gang is tatted up
I’ve seen some shit like janitor
Turnt up to the maximum
You should be a couch ambassador
My ice is clear as your calendar
Fuck a officer, I’m just warming up
I be charming her, she think that I want all of her
Trying to be baby-moms or something
I pulls out with the condom on
Zoocci Coke, Ivyson, shit phenomenal
Dominoes, blessings fall like dominoes
They get caught like chargers though
This blunt look like a envelope
My grind is on casual
Can’t be weak or vulnerable
I’m un-pillow talk-able
My emotions inaudible, get off me hoe

What’s in my pockets? Nigga Cash on arrival
I command that’s my title
Nigga hands on the bible
She might pop it with my hands on her spinal
I got fans I’m a idol
If I smash she might go viral

Might go off or something
Might get lost or something
She so troublesome
I hit, can’t cuff, no officer
I'm ignoring her
She think that she my boss or something
Check my arsenal
I swing like playing golf or something