No Coachella For Me Lyrics - Singles - Dave East

No Coachella For Me, No Coachella For Me 

I'm stuck in the trap, No Coachella For Me 

I got work coming in, No Coachella For Me 

I can't leave the hood cuz my phone clickin' 

No Coachella For Me 

No Coachella For Me, No Coachella For Me 

My momma told me her rent is due, No Coachella For Me 

No Coachella For Me, No Coachella For Me 

Sellin' a key, No Coachella For Me 

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No Coachella For Me, watch yo head in these streets 

I'm stuck in New York, tryna break down a key 

We can bottle a backet, all these models are smashin' 

Fill my pocket with maintenance, 100 choppas just to blast some 

Cuttin' dough to Coachella 

Came up on some coke, it's whateva 

Crimson me killin' that stage, if I was dope, I'd be 9 or betta 

50 dreams in the jam sports, cuz I fuck with yo main thot 

Shaving and baggin', my hands salt 

Ova that _____(?) knock yo man off 

I'm just pimpin' and whippin' and whippin' 

And whippin' and whippin' and whippin' and whippin' 

In the kitchen, the studio back to the kitchen 

They look at me different 

If that money be missin', yo honey be missin' 

My stomach just itchin' 

Cuz I'm hungry, you bitchin' 

You run in yo house with no luggage, I'm trippin' 

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(Now you ain't got no Coachella...) 

She ask why we ain't go together 

That bitch was a hoe when I met her 

Love to make up over my polo sweater 

Pop the Fofo Beretta 

I'm like manolo, I might hit yo sister 

Bend that bitch ova, I will neva kiss her 

Strapped up fo' war, I'll go in on whoeva 

Bubble like crack, she got a bubble that's fat 

I be with gusties and traps 

Act like they hate me, but love me in fact 

I got hitters that don't give a fuck about rap 

Couldn't go to Coachella, I was out swiping in Soho with Heather 

I'd play the cars, she'd go in the store 

We got enough but we gon' get some more 

I had a bitch but don't wanna know more 

It's back to the kitchen, we come off on tour 

I could do Louies, do Ninas, do Bloomies 

And that's off a day in the trap 

I hate to do a 3 to 6 with this pistol 

But fuck it, it's right on my lap 

Maybe next year I could make it a promise 

I wanted to go, my neighbor's in love with this coke 

Woah!