Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Coachella for Me, artist - Dave East.
Date of issue: 01.10.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
No Coachella for Me |
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, she 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 |
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 magnums, 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 work, 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' |
(Why you ain’t go to coachella?) |
She ask why we ain’t go together |
That bitch was a ho when I met her |
Left her 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 want her no 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! |