COACHELLA

Come on, let's be for real,

Let's keep it real

They don't know I got it on me,

I just gotta keep it chill High speed,

Almost took off the wheel

My brodie come shoot at your partner,

We don't give a fuck how you feel

Make em feel that pressure

Put that shit on, it's whatever fits me better

Hoes too messy, I can't group em all together

Sooner or later, I'll be posted in COACHELLA

Hold on, hold on, let me switch it up

Yeah that check, I gotta let you know I run it up

Walk inside that kick back,

Make sure always keep my blicky tucked

I know he not a nothing, so I don't really give a fuck

Getting to the racks in the morning

Diamonds on me it's glowing

Hot Box, so we got it smokin'

Roll up more till we got nothing

Bad bitch, I leave her soakin'

She like when I got on Ralph Lauren

These hoes is not important

We don't fuck with new informants

Me and gang, gone be riding foreigns

No kia boys, ain't nothin' stolen

Run it up, tryna get some more friends

Stack a lot of benjis in my pants

Lil tez he high off the xans

Off the drink I'm moving in a trance

Gang 'nem done made niggas ran

They sprayin' shit, Out the van

Make 'em feel that pressure

Put that shit on

It's whatever fits me better

Fuck with me, you gon' end up on a stretcher

Niggas comin' crazy with them choppas and berettas

Shoot the blicky, get 'em gone

I don't like to do no funny shit

I make sure all my dawgs get a bone

You talkin' 30, get hit with a 30

We only aimin' at your dome

Like this ain't what you want

Nigga, that's my style, get your own

Bad bitch, she a pretty brown penny

Told me she get freaky when she sip the silly

Keep it on me just in case you feel me

I don't give fuck, what you say

I'm focused on these billies

Come on, let's be for real,

Let's keep it real

They don't know I got it on me,

I just gotta keep it chill High speed,

Almost took off the wheel

My brodie come shoot at your partner,

We don't give a fuck how you feel