West Coast

Yeah

I'm on the west coast bitch yeah the west coast
That's the best coast bitch yeah the best coast
Now I ain't tryna say I'm best but i might boast
Shit i might be the best from the city full of white folk

I do this shit all the time but i don't say it much
Got some people in my life that shouldn't stay in touch
Took my scissors cut em off they gimme paper cuts
If i was Christian I'd pray for the ones who breakin' trust

Wish i had a million dollars, wouldn't save a buck
I would flip the shit and buy a crib and live it up
Travel time like Kigome Higurashi but
Ya boy like Inyuasha all I'm really tryna do is fuck

I'm just focused on the cash
I can finally pull some ass
I got bitches in my dm
They so bad it make me laugh
Tryna make em all my "B.M" metaphorically
I'll pass on pissin' sticks I'm makin' stacks and tryna laugh
But you can surely sit up on my dick

I might just fuck around and drop the hottest shit
And it might sit with 60 plays and likes but i don't give a shit
I'm spittin facts and i don't need to break a brick in eight
And sniff the shit for benefits
I'm goin crazy and I'm sober so you mad huh

All these bitches from my past i know they mad huh
Missed they chance with the kid down bad huh
Sad for them but i aint fuckin w the past none

I ain't runnin' wit' a chain cuz i gotta get my dough up
Actin like a ball, i assume you tryna hold up
Everyone around me ask me where I'm bout to go? Up
I don't give a fuck if you ain't pushin me you playin tug

I'm goin nuts like all these bitches that be on mine
Look into the future and it's clear it could be all mine
Present time it seem like there's a really fuckin long line
But don't look in the past cuz you be stuck there for a long time, I'm

Sittin' back and findin' out who really fuck wit me
And who say fuck OB when i ain't round so lemme fuckin see
Y'all some fuckin sheep
Wool on eyes to help you sleep but
You don't realize they makin sure that you can't fuckin see

They told me son you preachin' peanuts to the gallery
Go get yourself a 9-5 and lock you in a salary
Trust that all these politicians do they shit for you and me
And don't speak on the truth or I'll be typing up a eulogy, damn

It ain't so fuckin black and blue to me
Read between the lines I'm tryna wake you up so you can see
We ain't gotta be stuck in the cycle this some foolery
Just open up your eyes i hope it's soon and that's for you and me

I'm on the west coast
Imma live the high life smokin good dope
This shit used to be tough it's a breast stroke now, homie trust me
Y'all gotta let go

I'm on the west coast
Imma live the high life smokin good dope
This shit used to be tough it's a breast stroke now, homie trust me
Y'all gotta let go

I, produce digits by loose lippin' these bitches I'm too
Cool wit' it got habits but that's my business you can
Deal with it or step, i don't give a fuck
I do what i gotta do to progress and I'm comin up

You don't like the way i act or how often I'm sayin fuck?
You might have a heart attack when i call you a fuckin cunt
You see me puffin a joint, but i promise I'm gon be blunt
And i take it straight to the point
Cuz i know what the fuck i want

Colorful hair, wit daddy issues to boot
We can be the same and match cuz i got family problems too
Just a little bit of titty I'm an ass man
I stay off the dabs and handle bidness when I'm chillin in the booth (UH)

The way i do it they be tellin me I'm too smooth
Ain't never put in effort but the pudding come out fool proof
Go ahead and take some notes like we in Blue's Clue's
And i ain't cap once, that's cuz OB gon keep it too true

On the west coast bitch yeah the west coast
That's the best coast bitch yeah the best coast
I ain't tryna say I'm best but i might boast,
Shit I Might Be The Best From The City Full Of White Folk