Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Coachella , by - Skooly. Release date: 09.04.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Coachella |
| You gotta understand what you listenin' to |
| You know that motherfucker got thorns in it |
| Cold weather seepin' through like an old sweater |
| With holes in it, but I wore this for Coachella |
| Rose petals bleedin' through like the thorns and I know better |
| I know fellas who owe fellas, it’s old fellas |
| Her hair longer than mine, it make my hoes jealous |
| Coldhearted, I died, came back and rose hell and |
| I came up on the side where you make your foes jealous |
| If you do right by them, niggas stay down the longest |
| Had to check people who stay down with somebody phony |
| Need a Benodryl, I’m allergic to who ain’t on me, uh |
| Need an ice stream for this water 'cause I been the coldest |
| Don’t need no more for my own 'cause the bitch done froze up |
| Need a ring-bearer for my swagger 'cause the ring done stole it |
| Don’t believe that shit when they poppin', these niggas homies |
| My mans gave me the remote and I controlled it |
| My partner taught me how to pop it, left it open |
| Taught me how to pop that shit while I’m out in the open |
| Hold it down and pop your shit when you all by your lonely |
| He always wondered how I’d feel to be on |
| Right niggas never steered me wrong |
| I’ll still be home |
| Cold weather seepin' through like an old sweater |
| With holes in it, but I wore this for Coachella |
| Rose petals bleedin' through like the thorns and I know better |
| I know fellas who owe fellas, it’s old fellas |
| Her hair longer than mine, it make my hoes jealous |
| Coldhearted, I died, came back and rose hell and |
| I came up on the side where you make your foes jealous |
| If you do right by them, niggas stay down the longest |
| Bae like goin' for rides when she be horny |
| I’ma hit that shit from the side, I’ma push up on it |
| See, her hair longer than mine when it’s in a pony |
| It’s no extensions, just inches long as a pony |
| Not to mention, the crystals on me be glowing |
| Took my attention to bitches, wasn’t even stolen |
| Bought my nigga a stick that stand up, but no, we ain’t foldin' |
| Fill your house full of traps, get rid of them rodents |
| My brother and my dawg locked down |
| I was searching and it’s all I found, it’s all I found |
| Where was you when I was on lockdown? |
| And the heat didn’t work in this whole house |
| Cold weather seepin' through like an old sweater |
| With holes in it, but I wore this for Coachella |
| Rose petals bleedin' through like the thorns and I know better |
| I know fellas who owe fellas, it’s old fellas |
| Her hair longer than mine, it make my hoes jealous |
| Coldhearted, I died, came back and rose hell and |
| I came up on the side where you make your foes jealous |
| If you do right by them, niggas stay down the longest |