
歌手:Beast Coast
时间:2019-05-24
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Coast/Clear (Explicit) - Beast Coast/Joey Bada$$/Flatbush Zombies/Kirk Knight/Nyck Caution/Issa Gold
Lyrics by:Erick Elliott/Antonio Lewis/Demetri Simms/Jo Vaughn Virginie/Kirlan Labarrie/Jesse Cordasco/Marlon Brandon Fung
Composed by:Erick Elliott/Powers Pleasant/Antonio Lewis/Demetri Simms/Jo Vaughn Virginie/Kirlan Labarrie/Jesse Cordasco/Marlon Brandon Fung
Got the beat by Powers and we just made a banger
Gotta watch my back make sure the coast clear yeah
If you thuggin' from the struggle put a toast in the air
Pop out watch 'em all stare
You a cop-out you should grow a pair
Gotta watch my back make sure the coast clear yeah
If you thuggin' from the struggle put a toast in the air
Pop out watch 'em all stare
You a cop-out you should grow a pair
Gang with me in this b***h ain't no fear woah no fear
Push me to the edge and b***h I won't spare none
Get shot down shot beat ya block down block
Said I'm ridin' round the city with my top down
Gang 'round me like a forcefield
We be eating good swear I must be on my fourth meal
Called it out
Yeah I got some beef up on my fork still
Ballin' now lil' b***h I must be on my fourth mill' yeah
I'm just livin' life like I'm supposed to yeah
First class sippin' on mimosas yeah
Cartier I get it re-upholstered yeah
When you makin' bread you need a toaster yeah
I just f**ked your girl I should've posted it
Text me the addy then I floated there
Tongue out Jordan on the open lane
Thug it out 40 with the scope and beam
Don't make me have to leave it smokin' yeah
Dead soakin' red
Paranoia don't get close to me
I don't even trust the n***as close to me
Gotta watch my back make sure the coast clear yeah
If you thuggin' from the struggle put a toast in the air
Pop out watch 'em all stare
You a cop-out you should grow a pair
Gotta watch my back make sure the coast clear yeah
If you thuggin' from the struggle put a toast in the air
Pop out watch 'em all stare
You a cop-out you should grow a pair
Every time I wake up gotta put one in the air
You know that I want it baby bring that p***y here
Hop out you can smell it in the air
Touch down every city coast clear
Flatbush n***a trap trap out on Nostrand yeah
Relatively catch me where I'm posted yeah
F**k from 'round me if you 'bout that h*e s**t yeah
My lil' baby jumpin' like a ocean yeah
Cheers to the coast raise a glass for the toast
I'ma bust a couple grams know the gang like to smoke
We been bustin' rubber bands lighters up at the shows
N***a flex up on my mans get him gone vámonos
Keep my dawgs in attack and my arm on my strap
N***as steppin' up to Joey he don't even gotta scrap
Pow P that's my slatt Kirk and Nycky grip the Mac
Z-O-M-B y'all my n***as 'til the death that's on my back
Life is like a roadblock swerve around the potholes
They gon' try to cop out f**k it I'm a pyro
Maniac burn it down promise when the smoke clear
Zombies UA with me and the Pros here yeah
Gotta watch my back make sure the coast clear yeah
If you thuggin' from the struggle put a toast in the air
Pop out watch 'em all stare
You a cop-out you should grow a pair
Gotta watch my back make sure the coast clear yeah
If you thuggin' from the struggle put a toast in the air
Pop out watch 'em all stare
You a cop-out you should grow a pair