coast 2 coast

poetry:

onnat real shi
pullup then i peel bitch
yuh
we got real sticks
stosa on his heels bitch
pick yo bro up heal em
higher then tha ceiling
cocaína dealing
im tryna see millions

uh uh uh uh
i said fuck the dead opps
hella guap i ran up
jus like cord i ban yaaaa
tweakin off three 10s ya
kid dont fw xans nah
he dont meet da hammer
bad bitch tryn get hammered
bad bitch her name hannah
i could get yo mans dropped
up dat glocky blam ya
neva need no hand out
send yo bro to hell ya
dk what to tell ya
free my brudda out dat jamma
finna fuck some bandzzz up

skrr skrr skrrrr
bad bitch yeah she coolin w the squad yeah tha team
i could send some bullets to yo heart for talkin mean
n im always posted w lockhart yea this OURRR scene

talkin shit i hit yo fleet
i could make yo lil bitch sing
bad bitch feenin for tha d
sending bullets sum like jah going weee [ shoutout twin ]

(weeeee)

smoking onnat za i cant focus right
yuh, yo bitch on my cock she gone blow dis right?
clutching onnat glock bitch i tote dis might (yaaaaa)
fishing shit got rods get you gone tonight
n im sippin onnat blood cup like focusrite

uh uh uh uh (oh ya)
i said fuck the dead opps
hella guap i ran up
jus like cord i ban yaaaa
tweakin off three 10s ya
kid dont fw xans nah
he dont meet da hammer
bad bitch tryn get hammered
bad bitch her name hannah
i could get yo mans dropped
up dat glocky blam ya
neva need no hand out
send yo bro to hell ya
dk what to tell ya
free my brudda out dat jamma
finna fuck some bandzzz up

onnat real shi
pullup then i peel bitch
yuh
we got real sticks
stosa on his heels bitch
pick yo bro up heal em
(higher then tha ceiling)
cocaína dealing
(im tryna see millions, i said fuck tha dead opps, hella guap i ran up)

real shi p frustration

she said you gone ride for me?
please, don't gotta lie to me
we run out of time you see
girl you know I'm loving on you
girl you my company
she wanna go fuck up funds today
wanna hop in my whip smoke another eighth
y'all niggas smoking on sherm
that must be laced

slide in a cl that's v8
she wanna fuck on the team
love a Mercedes but just know the Glock got a beam
if you run up I'm letting it sing
love a Mercedes but if you get scuffs on the whip
i might turn this whole lot to a scene
free my niggas out brinks
when i slide I pop out with a g23

darling why would you leave on me?
told you I had a crush on you
i know you got a thing for me
it's some shit that your ex had did
that you wanna repeat on me
said some shit that had broke my heart
baby girl would you bleed for me
in the way that I bleed for you
i make your life complete with me

SPOTIFY

bleed 4 u and me (prod. iel & jannah)

poetry:

bitch im w my dawgs smth like a roof
yo bitch heard my song then she really poofed
in love w that guap in love w that blue
tryna be wit lock u not a recruit
spinning on his block while im clutching tools
fucking on this thot then im fucking oomf
that shit in my sock up it let it boom
i cannot reside w a bitch like you
rocking my new rocks mix that shit w true

as of recent ive been feeling hella brand new
shoot shit roll tide hell yeah alabama!
too lit carrying these racks like a camel
too sick smoking hella gas i cant handle

when i pull up always rocking issey
wallet full of 100s n them 50s
if we run up prolly take yo city
she got bunda tryna see them titties
put that gun up you aint finna hit me
innat hummer dont tryn get up w me
choppa voila like magic like houdini
knock yo bro off they tryna find who did it

on my body thats rick n evisu
yo bitch on me like why she tryn kiss tool
innat lobby im clutching my pistol
think shit funny we pullup w 6 doods
sippin wocky dont fw no tris dude
keep on talking find out what that blick do
dat bitch nasty i aint tryna hit you
ap flashy like look at my wrist foo

swerve the coupe, make it fly, you aint know nun
dropping racks on sum boof boy you so dumb
neva lack w the dudes yeah the bros huhhhh
got a mac w a strap you aint shoot nun
neva cap always facts always truth huhhhh
smoking thrax yeah that pack whats it to ya?
u so wack u not that pussy shoot sum
runnin racks w my slatt yeah we too up

we can make it happen we could do it right now
pussy wassup wit that rappin wassup wit that cappin pussy put that pipe down
i could leave yo momma saddened clutching on my gadgets i just put my sights down
i heard uncy serving hella white now
that shit crazy i saw it in the fucking prophecy
i been movin hella light pounds
smoking shit 'cuz it help when they dont talk to me
dropping bands on that bitch night gown
took her to louis now she steady toppin me

who gon be there when its lights out?
who gon be there when you down full of honesty

(bad bitch why she tryna be a victim)
(cabbage i been runnin hella chips up)
(lavish inna coupe n im kicked up)
(lockhart we the truth bitch its been us)

its been us p closedfeelings

say yeah (remix)

self kare

prod @starboyrob
cover by @1ure

push up p#ssy

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push up prod starboyrob

prod @ stopy @ scrn @ screamboy 
ft @blank 

[lyrics]
we aint on the same page, nah
baby im stuck in my ways
i know that
when they gon put me on a stage ion know when
i doubt that she love me
idk about that
idk about that
bad bitch i might fuck dat
white rolls yea im stunnin
all that i do is punch in
and the guns out ion do punchin
with these big ass boots im puntin
ion like these hoes i dont like them
and the coupe push start w a button

feds watching so me and bro duck down
she a fan hoe she jus wanna fuck now
put some bands up u dont even stand out
17 no i never need no handout
im in asia asian hoes on my dick now
damn your music really suck needa sit down
yeah your music really suck make me sick wow
yeah im posted at the show make the whole crowd jump
sick to my stomach cause i sip pink wock
oh thats yo hoe why she givin top
dat bitch a hoe i cant give her no time
they watchin me like bro its your time
im rockin c's my money like line
who u wanna be just look in my eyes
they wanna steal the flow, its mine
my bro he stay with his pole its aight

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cartier bracelet shine on yo shit like a omnitrix
hit the curb you aint getting a lift
i dont know where yo lips been ain't hitting my spliff
dont get ya partners involved
real raw nigga what the fuck is a log
too much grabba lil nigga thats law
damn she cry when she hear my songs
now she mad at me
cuz i had to go mia
bitch i get ruckus dont do no relation
this out the mud man this shit out the basement
my niggas toting them sticks and they hatian
i really be posted wit zoes
this aint a bar nigga he really tote
we up in barneys she doing the most
is you a freak she say why do it matter
took me some time but my pockets got fatter
nigga im posted with jannah we trapping
my shirt is tapout this regular fashion
and yo luh hoe she got hit up right in that villa
you could go pay her a visit
im in the zoo wit gorillas
we get right witcha
burn his lil ass like a incense
i had to turn up my swag turn up my flow 
i had to turn up my image
i pass that luh hoe to stein we the best strikers
shawty said she wanna kick it
is that ya mrs. ?
that hoe is very submissive
put the prescription in cartier lenses
can't go without em i blurry my vision
put me in pain girl you hurting me different
i got sum shit thats gone fuck the whole hood up
nigga ducking they taco we pull up
hollow tips in the mag cuz you full of it
and you better vest up
cuz when my shit catch up
you get left in the dust with the rest of em
not a spread not a bread crumb
and the za give me head rush
i aint been fucking with niggas
no i aint giving no dap
twin still keep that gen on his hip
he never get caught goin lack
i aint gettin caught goin back
dirty ass nigga all you fight for is scraps
sad ass nigga why yo life so ass?
maybe thats a sign you should stop dick riding
im off the za really turn me up
my shit play in her whip and she turn me up
wounds on my body im burning uh
you niggas smoking on sherm or sum
sneak dissing thats for the virgins bruh
clone of who i never heard of ya
why ya hood look like suburbia
want it to stop gotta murder us

the final betrayal (prod. jannah, bxxngan & revert)

ft @gemlyfe
prod ssjlamar & gizzydraco
lyrics later

GET UP W VUITTON PROD SSJLAMAR & GIZZYDRACO

in that two door jumpin they dont kno us
my wrist buzzin motorola 
xlr top down bands throw up
she suck my dick she gon throw up
karson lifestyle bitch im so up
im so high this ack i pour up
i rock numba nine jeans wit the pole tucked
i need benjamins i need more bucks
i got many bands i need more drugs
i got many hos but theres no love
young slime wit the pole tucked
bitch im rly slime u dont know us 
in the two door we gon pour up
new bowl n its all runts
she sucked my soul in the rove truck
srt doing donuts
in that two door lift up
take flics ya
all my hos they bad like sza
call my slime they not gon miss ya
ysl bitch i cant switch up
pour that drop right in my system 
10 bands put on my wrist ya
might fuck on yo lil bitch ya 
then send yo ass a picture
im in that mf balanci coat
might fuck around put my dick in ur ho
rock num 9 jeans with the mf pole
she all on me she said karson the goat
get on ur knees bitch gimmie that throat
i want that jesus piece not no hos
im in that vip in my zone
im in the v n that bitch givin dome

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