| I rep that beast coast, I rep that beast coast
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| Pop another trap nigga, must get lit
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| Pop another trap nigga, must get lit
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| Pop another trap nigga, must get lit
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| Grew upon flavish where you know I had to manage
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| Where the chicks run around, sugar bout they fucking badges
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| And the lyricist spit, don’t get sound but still savage
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| So I’m making big moves like I’m fucking with the mattress
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| East coast niggas bringing havoc to your front lawn
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| Team strong, lyrics is fucking cold, better keep on
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| Atom bomb, tic tac boom, blow up on any song
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| Heavy bomb drip out of… medical
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| You ain’t even in mi clasa, pick the rasta
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| We eat niggas like fuckin pasta
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| Brooklyn monsters, we the new new york disasters
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| Causing havoc, that’s your team, watch em get damage
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| You niggas is fuckin hopeless, and bitch nigga
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| Me and my guys just fucking focused
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| Makin magic, hocus pocus when I wrote this
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| Niggas floating, better catch up if you loafin
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| New new york, you know niggas is grimy
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| White food rap niggas get from around me
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| Limitless 3rd eye open nigga don’t try me
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| Music ain’t been this good since the 90's
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| It’s a new york thang, a new york thang
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| It’s over for you niggas, let the fat lady sang
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| It’s a new york thang, a new york thang
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| Bang, bang motherfuckers, you niggas stay in your lane
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| Holy sinatras, God be on our rastas
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| And pastas, translucent 3rd eye, they oscar
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| Trash pop a tab of the illest, I’m fillest
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| Extra’s the dog when the evolution hits ya
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| And hit yes, the evidence within the flow I eat ya
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| These motherfuckers, they ain’t gsa
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| They lab poisonous
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| I’m on it, shawty’s back pointing that ointment
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| Chokin and pokin, Atlantis taking no waters
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| I barely trackers my standards, on top of mountains
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| Fuck a challenge nigga, puffin on my herb shadow
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| Till I leave the planet nigga,
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| Stone gold so, in the flow, in the gold
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| On the rise sun child, niggas riding cause the loud
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| So my town gonna wake up, long as the throne is home
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| To the beast coast splitters
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| They with us, then loose your tongue nigga
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| Suicide is the suicide, go against the living God and get crucified nigga
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| New new york, you know niggas is grimy
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| White food rap niggas get from around me
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| Limitless 3rd eye open nigga don’t try me
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| Music ain’t been this good since the 90's
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| It’s a new york thang, a new york thang
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| It’s over for you niggas, let the fat lady sang
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| It’s a new york thang, a new york thang
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| Bang, bang motherfuckers, you niggas stay in your lane
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| I rep that beast coast, I rep that beast coast
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| I rep that beast coast, I rep that beast coast, nigga. |