Lyrics: Erick Elliott/Antonio Lewis/Demetri Simms/Jo-Vaughn Virginie/Kirlan Labarrie/Jesse Cordasco/Marlon Brandon Fung
Music: Powers Pleasant/Kirlan Labarrie/Jo-Vaughn Virginie/Jesse Cordasco/Antonio Lewis/Demetri Simms/Marlon Brandon Fung/Erick Elliot
Got the beat by Powers, and we just made a banger
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
Coast/Clear by Beast Coast, Joey Bada$$, Flatbush Zombies, Kirk Knight, Nyck Caution, Issa Gold: Gang with me in this shit, ain't no fear, woah (No fear
Coast/Clear by Beast Coast, Joey Bada$$, Flatbush Zombies, Kirk Knight, Nyck Caution, Issa Gold: Push me to the edge and b***h I won't spare non
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
Coast/Clear by Beast Coast, Joey Bada$$, Flatbush Zombies, Kirk Knight, Nyck Caution, Issa Gold: Ballin' now, lil' b***h, I must be on my fourth mill', yea
I'm just livin' life like I'm supposed to, yeah
First class, sippin' on mimosas, yeah
Cartier, I get it re-upholstered, yeah
When you makin' bread, you need a toaster, yeah
Coast/Clear by Beast Coast, Joey Bada$$, Flatbush Zombies, Kirk Knight, Nyck Caution, Issa Gold: I just ****ed your girl, I should've posted i
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
Coast/Clear by Beast Coast, Joey Bada$$, Flatbush Zombies, Kirk Knight, Nyck Caution, Issa Gold: I don't even trust the b*****s close to m
Gotta watch my back, make sure the coast clear, yeah
If you thuggin' from the struggle, put a toast in the air
Pop out, watch 'em all stare
You a cop-out, you should grow a pair
Gotta watch my back, make sure the coast clear, yeah
If you thuggin' from the struggle, put a toast in the air
Pop out, watch 'em all stare
You a cop-out, you should grow a pair
Every time I wake up, gotta put one in the air
Coast/Clear by Beast Coast, Joey Bada$$, Flatbush Zombies, Kirk Knight, Nyck Caution, Issa Gold: You know that I want it, baby, bring that shit her
Hop out, you can smell it in the air
Touch down, every city coast clear
Coast/Clear by Beast Coast, Joey Bada$$, Flatbush Zombies, Kirk Knight, Nyck Caution, Issa Gold: Flatbush b*****s, trap, trap out on Nostrand, yea
Relatively, catch me where I'm posted, yeah
Coast/Clear by Beast Coast, Joey Bada$$, Flatbush Zombies, Kirk Knight, Nyck Caution, Issa Gold: B***h from 'round me if you 'bout that ho shit , yea
My lil' baby jumpin' like a ocean, yeah
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
Coast/Clear by Beast Coast, Joey Bada$$, Flatbush Zombies, Kirk Knight, Nyck Caution, Issa Gold: B*****s flex up on my mans, get him gone, vΓ‘mono
Keep my dawgs in attack, and my arm on my strap
Coast/Clear by Beast Coast, Joey Bada$$, Flatbush Zombies, Kirk Knight, Nyck Caution, Issa Gold: B*****s steppin' up to Joey, he don't even gotta scra
Pow P, that's my slatt, Kirk & Nycky grip the MAC
Coast/Clear by Beast Coast, Joey Bada$$, Flatbush Zombies, Kirk Knight, Nyck Caution, Issa Gold: Z-O-M-B, y'all my b*****s 'til the death, that's on my bac
Life is like a roadblock, swerve around the potholes
Coast/Clear by Beast Coast, Joey Bada$$, Flatbush Zombies, Kirk Knight, Nyck Caution, Issa Gold: They gon' try to cop out, **** it, I'm a pyr
Maniac, burn it down, promise when the smoke clear
Zombies, UA with me, and the Pros here, yeah
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