Party on the Coast
Yeah-yeah
Matics in this ho
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Car full of hoes on the way
They tryna ride on my wave
Shorty just clock in the night
Yeah, ain't got the time in my day
Ayy, yeah, ain't got no time in my day (ayy)
I'm out here tryna get paid
Yeah, you makin' minimum wage (look)
Fuck what they say, fuck what they say
P did this shit with his homies (with my homies)
Now we the wave, now we the wave
Now they wan' say that they told me (ayy)
Now they have faith
Now that they see all the trophies (yeah)
Before I had plays
They used to hate, now they bro me
Me and Matics in the backyard
Cookin' beats, bitch, you could blow me
Smokin' on gas, smokin' on gas
Smokin' on gas by my lonely (by my lonely)
Yeah, might flip a pack to your OG (to your OG)
Fuck on that bitch, keep it lowkey (lowkey)
You know me, let's go (hey)
I turn up on all of these hoes
Whenever they be at my shows (shows)
Jump in the crowd and I blow like it's a party on the coast
Ayy, yeah, beach boy do the most (ayy)
Gucci flops on my toes (ayy)
Where I'm going, who knows? (yeah)
Really hope it's to the top (top)
Know they wanna see me flop
But if I could have this shit my way
We ain't never gon' stop (gon' stop)
We ain't never gon' quit (oh no)
Keep talking that shit (yeah)
Whatever you put in the world
Exactly what you gon' get, ayy
Overseas with some thots (thots)
Making green, talking guap
WIth the homies, duckin' cops (yeah)
Chasing dreams on yachts (yeah, yeah)
Look, turn a little to a lot, ayy
Know they wanna take my spot, yeah (what?)
Now they hate me 'cause I'm hot
Oh no
Oh no
I ain't heard this before (no, no)
Walked through the door
Spotted yo' ho
Shorty want me on the low
She wanna roll
I ain't say no
Uh-oh, here we go (ayy)
Uh-oh, here we go
Uh-oh, here we go
Car full of hoes on the way
They tryna ride on my wave (on my wave)
Shorty just clock in the night
Yeah, ain't got the time in my day (hey)
Ayy, yeah, ain't got no time in my day (in my day)
I'm out here tryna get paid
Yeah, you makin' minimum wage (yeah)
Fuck what they say, fuck what they say
P did this shit with his homies (with my homies)
Now we the wave, now we the wave
Now they wan' say that they told me (ayy)
Now they have faith
Now that they see all the trophies (ayy)
Before I had plays
They used to hate, now they bro me
Matics in this ho
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Car full of hoes on the way
They tryna ride on my wave
Shorty just clock in the night
Yeah, ain't got the time in my day
Ayy, yeah, ain't got no time in my day (ayy)
I'm out here tryna get paid
Yeah, you makin' minimum wage (look)
Fuck what they say, fuck what they say
P did this shit with his homies (with my homies)
Now we the wave, now we the wave
Now they wan' say that they told me (ayy)
Now they have faith
Now that they see all the trophies (yeah)
Before I had plays
They used to hate, now they bro me
Me and Matics in the backyard
Cookin' beats, bitch, you could blow me
Smokin' on gas, smokin' on gas
Smokin' on gas by my lonely (by my lonely)
Yeah, might flip a pack to your OG (to your OG)
Fuck on that bitch, keep it lowkey (lowkey)
You know me, let's go (hey)
I turn up on all of these hoes
Whenever they be at my shows (shows)
Jump in the crowd and I blow like it's a party on the coast
Ayy, yeah, beach boy do the most (ayy)
Gucci flops on my toes (ayy)
Where I'm going, who knows? (yeah)
Really hope it's to the top (top)
Know they wanna see me flop
But if I could have this shit my way
We ain't never gon' stop (gon' stop)
We ain't never gon' quit (oh no)
Keep talking that shit (yeah)
Whatever you put in the world
Exactly what you gon' get, ayy
Overseas with some thots (thots)
Making green, talking guap
WIth the homies, duckin' cops (yeah)
Chasing dreams on yachts (yeah, yeah)
Look, turn a little to a lot, ayy
Know they wanna take my spot, yeah (what?)
Now they hate me 'cause I'm hot
Oh no
Oh no
I ain't heard this before (no, no)
Walked through the door
Spotted yo' ho
Shorty want me on the low
She wanna roll
I ain't say no
Uh-oh, here we go (ayy)
Uh-oh, here we go
Uh-oh, here we go
Car full of hoes on the way
They tryna ride on my wave (on my wave)
Shorty just clock in the night
Yeah, ain't got the time in my day (hey)
Ayy, yeah, ain't got no time in my day (in my day)
I'm out here tryna get paid
Yeah, you makin' minimum wage (yeah)
Fuck what they say, fuck what they say
P did this shit with his homies (with my homies)
Now we the wave, now we the wave
Now they wan' say that they told me (ayy)
Now they have faith
Now that they see all the trophies (ayy)
Before I had plays
They used to hate, now they bro me
Credits
Writer(s): Brandan Maddox, Blake Sandoval
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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