Coast/clear Lyrics - Beast Coast

[Intro] 

Got the beat by Powers, and we just made a banger 

[Chorus: Kirk Knight] 

Gotta watch my back, make sure the coast clear, yeah 

If you thuggin' from the struggle, 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 struggle, put a toast in the air 

Pop out, watch 'em all stare 

You a cop-out, you should grow a pair 

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[Verse 1: Joey Bada$$] 

Gang with me in this bitch, ain't no fear, woah (No fear) 

Push me to the edge and bitch I won't spare none 

Get shot down (Shot), beat ya block down (Block) 

Said I'm ridin' round the city with my top down 

Gang 'round me like a forcefield 

We be eating good, swear I must be on my fourth meal 

Called it out, yeah, I got some beef up on my fork still 

Ballin' now, lil' bitch, I must be on my fourth mill', yeah 

I'm just livin' life like I'm supposed to, yeah 

First class, sippin' on mimosas, yeah 

Cartier, I get it re-upholstered, yeah 

When you makin' bread, you need a toaster, yeah 

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[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 the open lane 

Thug it out, .40 with the scope and 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 struggle, 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 struggle, put a toast in the air 

Pop out, watch 'em all stare 

You a cop-out, you should grow a pair 

[Verse 3: Zombie Juice] 

Every time I wake up, gotta put one in the air 

You know that I want it, baby, bring that pussy here 

Hop out, you can smell it in the air 

Touch down, every city coast clear 

[Verse 4: Erick The Architect] 

Flatbush nigga, trap, trap out on Nostrand, yeah 

Relatively, catch me where I'm posted, yeah 

Fuck from 'round me if you 'bout that ho shit 

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 

Nigga flex up on my mans, get him gone, vámonos 

Keep my dawgs in attack, and my arm on my strap 

Niggas steppin' up to Joey, he don'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, fuck it, I'm a pyro 

Maniac, burn it down, promise when the smoke clear 

Zombies, UA with me, and the Pros here, yeah 

[Chorus: Kirk Knight] 

Gotta watch my back, make sure the coast clear, yeah 

If you thuggin' from the struggle, 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 struggle, put a toast in the air 

Pop out, watch 'em all stare 

You a cop-out, you should grow a pair