[Chorus: Lilflarethegoat]

On the best coast, yeah we bumpin, yeah we stay lit

Got the shorties turnin up just off my outfit

In the best coast yeah we only puffin on the loudest

On the Best Coast know we don't fuck with that clown shit, yuh

On the best coast, yeah we bumpin, yeah we stay lit

Got the shorties turnin up just off my outfit

In the best coast yeah we only puffin on the loudest

On the West Coast know we don't fuck with that clown shit, yuh

[Verse 1: Lilflarethegoat]

Bad bitch, yeah you know she bouncin

She wanna hear everything I say like the announcements

I'm just countin up the guap one day into the thousands

If you ain't fuckin with my crew then get from round us

When I am red light I go, I never fuckin stop it

N*ggas snakes so be careful, cuz you know that they plottin

Smokin on some Durban poison got my jaw lockin

Wit a bad bitch on the gram, you know that bad bitch poppin

Yeah, Yeah

Runnin up the fuckin digits

Yeah, I stay runnin up this shit just like it's fitness

Never gonna stop, no I'm never gonna quit

Yeah I got these n*ggas mad cuz I'm never fuckin finished

Pissin on you n*ggas and I do that shit with quickness

Got the fuckin drip, yeah a young n*gga drippin

Came in with the pack like a n*gga doin shipments, lil bitch, aye

[Chorus: Lilflarethegoat]

On the best coast, yeah we bumpin, yeah we stay lit

Got the shorties turnin up just off my outfit

In the best coast yeah we only puffin on the loudest

On the Best Coast know we don't fuck with that clown shit, yuh

On the best coast, yeah we bumpin, yeah we stay lit

Got the shorties turnin up just off my outfit

In the best coast yeah we only puffin on the loudest

On the West Coast know we don't fuck with that clown shit, yuh

[Verse 2: BBR]

Ya, ya step back you be fucking with my conscious

1 wood 2 wood now a n*gga nauseous

They be all cap on a n*gga like a bonnet

Gimme a mission, no decision, already on it

Pack is too loud, bring the food out, I’m going super sayain

N*ggas praying, that the blasting stops, but the Ruger spraying

My life is a TV show, I still need me a cameraman

I just got the bag let’s go spend that shit in Amsterdam

I don’t really wanna go

Shawty tryna get with me but I’m back on the road

Rocking European names that you don’t even know

If you are the goat then the bar is really too low

N*ggas talk too much like n*gga when you finna pass me?

My ass is almost on the road in this 6 speed

I spend my energy on people who gon miss me

I’m only making bangers now I’m never missing