Coast clear – Beast Coast lyrics

Lyrics Coast clear – Beast Coast

Coast clear lyrics
[Chorus: Kirk Knight]
Gotta watch my back, make sure the coast clear, yeah
If you thuggin’ from the show go put a toast in the air
Pop out, watch ’em all stare
You a cop out, you should grow a pair
Gotta watch my back, make sure the coast clear, yeah
If you thuggin’ from the show go put a toast in the air
Pop out, watch ’em all stare
You a cop out, you should grow a pair

[Verse 1: Joey Bada$$]
Gang with me in this b***h ain’t no fearin’, woah (no fear)
Push me to the edge and b***h I won’t spend none
Get shot down (shot) , beat ya block down (blaow)
Said I’m ridin’ round the city with my top down
Gang round me like a force field
We be eating good, swear I must be on my fourth meal
Call it out, yeah I got some beef up on my ..
Ballin’ now, lil’ b***h I must be on my fourth mil, yeah
I’m just livin’ life like I’m supposed to, yeah
First class, sippin’ the mimosas, yeah
Cartier, I get it re-upholstered, yeah
When you makin’ bread you need a toaster, yeah

[Verse 2: Meechy Darko]
I just fucked your girl, I should’ve posted it
Text me the addy then I floated there
Tongue out, Jordan on a open ..
Drug it out, .40 with the scope & beam
Don’t make me have to leave it smokin’, yeah
Dead, soakin’ red
Paranoia, don’t get close to me
I don’t even trust the niggas close to me

[Chorus: Kirk Knight]
Gotta watch my back, make sure the coast clear, yeah
If you thuggin’ from the show go put a toast in the air
Pop out, watch ’em all stare
You a cop out, you should grow a pair
Gotta watch my back, make sure the coast clear, yeah
If you thuggin’ from the show go put a toast in the air
Pop out, watch ’em all stare versuri-lyrics.info
You a cop out, you should grow a pair

[Verse 3: Jewice]
Every time I wake up gotta put one in the air
You know that I want it, baby bring that p***y here
Hop out, you can smell it in the air
Touch down, every city coast clear

[Verse 4: Erick The Architect]
Flatbush n***a, ..
Relatively, catch me but I’m posted, yeah
F**k from round me if you ’bout that hoe s**t, yeah
My lil’ baby jumpin’ like a ocean, yeah

[Verse 5: Issa Gold]
Cheers to the coast, raise a glass for the toast
I’ma bust a couple grams, know the gang like to smoke
We been bustin’ rubber bands, lighters up at the shows
N***a flex up on my mans, get him gone, vámanos
Keep my dogs in attack, and my arm on my strap
Niggas steppin’ up to Joey he ain’t even gotta scrap
Pow P, that’s my slatt, Kirk & Nycky grip the Mac
Z-O-M-B y’all my niggas til’ the death, that’s on my back

[Verse 6: Nyck Caution]
Life is like a roadblock, swerve around the potholes
They gon’ try to cop out, f**k it I’m a pyro
Maniac, burn it down, promise when the smoke clear
Zombies, UA with me & the Pros here, yeah

[Chorus: Kirk Knight]
Gotta watch my back, make sure the coast clear, yeah
If you thuggin’ from the show go put a toast in the air
Pop out, watch ’em all stare
You a cop out, you should grow a pair
Gotta watch my back, make sure the coast clear, yeah
If you thuggin’ from the show go put a toast in the air
Pop out, watch ’em all stare
You a cop out, you should grow a pair