The Coast Songtext

You know her?

I got dirty soda with no coaster
She do coke, no Coca-Cola
Where she from? She say, "The coast"
She get wetter than a boat
That lil' ho gon' do the most
In that pussy, I'ma float
I'm gon' brag, I'm gon' boast
Keep the tags on my clothes

In the kitchen cooking brack in the ho
I grip the K, get it brackin' lil' ho
You gon' need more than a napkin, ho
I'ma pull up, leave the casket closed
Actin' ratchet with a ratchet ho
I need some brain from a ratchet ho
Slurp on my dick, bitch, Danimals
Show me that you a animal
Shoes, super rare, VVS, solar flare (Yeah)
Chopper like a magic trick, it make 'em disappear (Yeah, yeah)
Get it? Crystal clear, realest nigga in the area
I see some scary niggas, but I'm scarier
Bitch, I'm a dog, Juice WRLD terrier
Shoot him in the brain, that look terrible
I told his mom, the news was unbearable
I will embarrass you, walk in the bank and embarrass you
I spent five thousand on tennis shoes
I'ma pull up on his avenue, grrah, grrah, grrah
Shoot a few times, yeah, that'll do
"Live Life," ink on my hands, new tattoo
Used to do Xans in the back of the classroom
Now I'm too rich, off the Percs, feelin' radical
That shotgun'll tear 'em in half like a decimal
.40 with a dick, show you what the erection do
Shoot up your section, cardiac arresting you
Taking your revenue
That heavy metal will stick you like crackers stickin' to they schedules
Only wanna fuck on a bitch if she yellow
Used to play the corners like a motherfucking cello, yeah

I got dirty soda with no coaster
She do coke, no Coca-Cola
Where she from? She say, "The coast"
She get wetter than a boat
That lil' ho gon' do the most
In that pussy, I'ma float
I'm gon' brag, I'm gon' boast (Uh, uh, uh)
Keep the tags on my clothes

Pull up, new coupe
Right in your hood, I cruise through
Might hit they block with a few troops
Bitch, this is a Glock not a deuce deuce
Get off his body, we nailed him
I heard that boy was a loose screw
So hot, ain't shit you could tell him
Number one trending on YouTube (Uh)
My money longer like Uzi
Treat her like a groupie, I do what I want
I guarantee she wanna do me
And that's 'cause I'm drippin' in new Saint Laurent
Them snakes like to lurk in the grass
So you better be careful, and mow your lawn
My homie died, I'm disrespectful
Might dig up they mans just to roll up his blunt
I look at the opps like a comedy
We just say less, let the choppers speak
I come from one of the hottest streets
'Cause we on the back by the parlor seat
A bitch nigga play, he get rocked to sleep
Now I got blood on my Prada sneaks
Takedown gang and this Glock was free
Reach for the chain and it's R.I.P, oh, oh
Money to make like the [?] of me
I told my bae it's hard not to cheat
Feel like real love an anomaly
'Cause I'm used to lovin' so toxically
It's either that or I'm selfish
But I only want your heart, no one elses
Knew you was gon' switch up, I felt it
Now I'm addicted to drugs, can't help it

I got dirty soda with no coaster
She do coke, no Coca-Cola
Where she from? She say, "The coast"
She get wetter than a boat
That lil' ho gon' do the most
In that pussy, I'ma float
I'm gon' brag, I'm gon' boast
Keep the tags on my clothes

In the kitchen cooking brack in the ho
I grip the K, get it brackin' lil' ho
You gon' need more than a napkin, ho
I'ma pull up, leave the casket closed
Actin' ratchet with a ratchet ho
I need some brain from a ratchet ho
Slurp on my dick, bitch, Danimals
Show me that you a animal

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Kick, push, cracked like Lupe, shorty
These nigga my sons, I need Maury