Beast coast, Beast coast, Beast coast
Pop another trap nigga, must get lit
Pop another trap nigga, must get lit
Pop another trap nigga, must get lit
Grew upon flavish where you know I had to manage
Where the chicks run around, shielded by they fuckin badges
And the lyricist spit, don’t get sound but still savage
So I’m making big moves like I’m fucking with the madness
Beast coast niggas bringing havoc to your front lawn
Team strong, lyrics is fucking cold, better keep on
Atom bomb, tic tac boom, blow up on any song
Heavy bongs, you ride to God for what that medigal
Ey you ain’t even in mi clasa,
Pick the rasta, we eat niggas like fuckin pasta
Brooklyn monsters, we the new New York disasters
Causing havoc, that’s your team, watch em get damage
You niggas is fuckin hopeless, and bitch nigga
Me and my guys is fucking focused
Makin magic, hocus pocus when I wrote this
Niggas floating, better catch up if you loafin
New New York, you know niggas is grimy
White foo rap niggas get from around me
Limitless 3rd eye open nigga don’t try me
Music ain’t been this good since like the 90’s
It’s a New York thang, a New York thang
It’s over for you niggas, let the fat lady sang
A New York thang, it’s a New York thang
Bang, bang motherfuckers, you niggas stay in your lane
Holy Sinatras, guys be on our rastas
And pastas, translucent 3rd eye, they Oscar trash
Pop a tab of the LS, I’m fearless
Extra’s the dog when the evolution hit ya
And hit yes, the evidence within the flows I eat ya
Check these motherfuckers, they ain’t GSA
They lab poisonous, I’m on it, shawty’s back pointing that ointment
Chokin and pokin, Atlantis taking no waters
I bear these chuckers by standin on top of mountains
Fuck a challenge nigga,
Puffin on my herb cello till I leave the planet nigga,
Stone gold so, in the flow, in the gold
On the rise sun child, niggas riding cause the loud
So my town gonna wake up, long as the throne is home
To the beast coast splitters
They with us, then lose your throne nigga
Suicide is a suicide,
Go against the living gods and get crucified nigga
New New York, you know niggas is grimy
White foo rap niggas get from around me
Limitless 3rd eye open nigga don’t try me
Music ain’t been this good since like the 90’s
It’s a New York thang, a New York thang
It’s over for you niggas, let the fat lady sang
A New York thang, it’s a New York thang
Bang, bang motherfuckers, you niggas stay in your lane
I rep that beast coast, I rep that beast coast
I rep that beast coast, I rep that beast coast nigga.
compositores: Ivan Jackson Rosenberg,Conor Rayne Szymanski,Robert Glasper
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