Coast To Coast (feat. Larry June)

Real talk from a real G that do a real walk

If a bitch don't feel you, she gon' peel you

If she don't respect you, she gon' reject you

Proper instruction bring great production

If she don't listen, she can't be corrected and she can't be directed

Got the honeys on your game and wear the right clothes

And get chose with your mouth closed

I'm three deep, two bitches in the backseat

Rollin' up a fat sheet (Fat sheet), smoke good on a bad week (Uh)

Cruisin' down on Georgia Ave., I hit my lil' cousin block (Yup)

Gotta give some game to the thots

I roll smooth in a hard-top coupe, it's dark blue (Uh)

Thuggin' with my bottom bitch, she really the truth

I bust a right (Right), a left, all hands on deck (Uh-huh)

Hit the blade, temp fade, got the hoes on check

I'm stylin' (Stylin'), on a punk trick I'm slidin' (Yeah)

Really cross country, had the hoes on a island

Flashy (Fly shit), bitch, you ain't that classy (Yeah)

Pop a lil' pussy, shut your mouth, don't sass me

You pass me, catch me lookin' clean on the set (Clean on the set)

Real live Ps keep the mink on the vest (Keep the mink on the vest)

I'm big timin' (I'm big timin'), had to sprinkle finesse (Sprinkle finesse)

Whole crew cap, talkin' Mitchell & Ness, y'all ain't real

Ol' square-ass ****

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

Slidin' through the Point, had to hit B&J's (Yeah)

Hammers on the fifty, but I still let it swing (Let it swing)

Maneuver (Maneuver), gotta make it shake (Shake)

Bitches tappin' in (Yeah) 'cause I'm livin' what I say (Livin' what I—)

Mackin' (Mackin'), .45 packin' (Packin')

Had to switch it up 'cause my .9 kept jammin' (Yeah)

Had a bitch named Cassie (Cassie), I think she was a Catholic (She was a—)

Bad in real life (Man), so she far from a catfish (Ayy)

Cut a bitch off so fast, I ain't havin' it (I ain't havin')

Like my bitches automatic (Yeah), I don't do the manual (Manual)

Bitch, I'm proud of you (Proud of you), I'ma buy you stocks and shit (Buy you stocks and shit)

This a long-term play (Yeah), ho, this bigger than the trick (Numbers)

Profilin' (Profilin'), bitch, I'm on my Ps and Qs

Rapped on this beat so the Ps can groove (God)

If this don't work, I got Ps to move (Ps to move)

Spent his last on a bitch, ****, he's a fool (Bad job)

Big time mack and my watch a Audi (My watch a Audi)

You spent a cool penny, but your diamonds cloudy (Diamonds cloudy)

My life's astoundin' (Ayy), I'm constantly countin' (Constantly countin')

You stalkin' a bitch (Yeah), you constantly houndin'

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy