Loud Pack From the Coast
Hey, hey, tr36ix, gmfum
Loud packs from the coast, I'm smokin' loud packs from the coast
I can't hear you, nigga, I'm smokin' loud packs from the coast
S and M beats
Get money, the fuck you mean? Why is my flow so mean
Wake up and smoke this green, wake up and chase the green
I'm put on for my team, they don't want me on the scene
I used to be poppin' them beans, now I'm on the LSD
Third eye open, I can see, what does the universe have for me
This bastard is dastardly, you must be tweakin', you think you passin' me
I go dumb, I chew beats like gum, used to be a bum
Now I'm spittin' fire like the sun, bitch, I'll pop off like a gun
And I'm not scared of anyone, I'm eatin' all these beats for fun
Only time I decompress, had to get it off my chest
I got C4 on my vest, man, I wish you niggas the best
Cause I'm about to blow, drop a bomb and scream Geronimo
And fuck up all you hoes, your mom and dad both, plus your bros
I can't hear you, nigga, I'm smokin' loud packs from the coast
Loud packs from the coast, I'm smokin' loud packs from the coast
I can't hear you, nigga, I'm smokin' loud packs from the coast
Loud packs from the coast, I'm smokin' loud packs from the coast
I got to beefin' with the opps, they had to drop a location
My youngin' sweepin' out the block, a hundred shots leave him shakin'
I'm tryna make it to the top, and I won't stop till I make it
I'm head first by my respect, snap on they neck till I break it
The quicho be runnin' straight to the chips, like Rotel
In the field catchin' plays off the rip, like Odell
Point that chopper, get to singin' and ringin' like Door bell
Cali pack inside the jar, I ain't movin' with no smell
And I ain't tryna be your friend, no you fuck niggas
If you a fuck nigga, I don't wanna fuck with you
Pressure bust pipes, up a Glock and then we flush, nigga
Stay up out the way, cause all my niggas really touch niggas
I can't hear you nigga, I'm smokin' loud packs from coast
Loud packs from the coast, I'm smokin' loud packs from the coast
I can't hear you nigga, I'm smokin' loud packs from the coast
Loud packs from the coast, I'm smokin' loud packs from the coast
Loud packs from the coast, I'm smokin' loud packs from the coast
I can't hear you, nigga, I'm smokin' loud packs from the coast
S and M beats
Get money, the fuck you mean? Why is my flow so mean
Wake up and smoke this green, wake up and chase the green
I'm put on for my team, they don't want me on the scene
I used to be poppin' them beans, now I'm on the LSD
Third eye open, I can see, what does the universe have for me
This bastard is dastardly, you must be tweakin', you think you passin' me
I go dumb, I chew beats like gum, used to be a bum
Now I'm spittin' fire like the sun, bitch, I'll pop off like a gun
And I'm not scared of anyone, I'm eatin' all these beats for fun
Only time I decompress, had to get it off my chest
I got C4 on my vest, man, I wish you niggas the best
Cause I'm about to blow, drop a bomb and scream Geronimo
And fuck up all you hoes, your mom and dad both, plus your bros
I can't hear you, nigga, I'm smokin' loud packs from the coast
Loud packs from the coast, I'm smokin' loud packs from the coast
I can't hear you, nigga, I'm smokin' loud packs from the coast
Loud packs from the coast, I'm smokin' loud packs from the coast
I got to beefin' with the opps, they had to drop a location
My youngin' sweepin' out the block, a hundred shots leave him shakin'
I'm tryna make it to the top, and I won't stop till I make it
I'm head first by my respect, snap on they neck till I break it
The quicho be runnin' straight to the chips, like Rotel
In the field catchin' plays off the rip, like Odell
Point that chopper, get to singin' and ringin' like Door bell
Cali pack inside the jar, I ain't movin' with no smell
And I ain't tryna be your friend, no you fuck niggas
If you a fuck nigga, I don't wanna fuck with you
Pressure bust pipes, up a Glock and then we flush, nigga
Stay up out the way, cause all my niggas really touch niggas
I can't hear you nigga, I'm smokin' loud packs from coast
Loud packs from the coast, I'm smokin' loud packs from the coast
I can't hear you nigga, I'm smokin' loud packs from the coast
Loud packs from the coast, I'm smokin' loud packs from the coast
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Writer(s): Joshua Garcia
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