Coast 2 Coast - Wizzle

Pop a perk for no reason now I’m in my feelings

Bitch on my line asking questions mind ya business

All about the money no games straight business

Phone jumpin so much plug said I’m gifted

With my nigga Wizzle on the road to the riches

(Yessir)

Lawyer paid off so them charges ain’t sticking

I dont fuck with rats I dont care if they my siblings

Stick to the code never fold and do ya sentence

I was getting money every since a lil nigga

I was moving snow I ain’t never shovel nigga

Pint a wock for the low sell it for the high

Nigga sippin green fall asleep no nod

My dawgs do for me so I do it for my guys

Even under oath swar to god I’m gonna lie

Hit my nigga boogie wassup I’m in ya hood

Nigga wher you at im tryna smoke some backwoods

3.5 stuffed in my backwood

Raised by some hustlers so you know I trap good

Trap god in the hood even when I ain’t

Make the wrong move imma blast before he blink

And I dont no cheering i’m in the game like EA

Say right thing then im hoppin on the freeway

You know I keep the wock get the sprite from the freeway

On my way to the money tryna move freely

Bitch on my line screaming daddy don’t leave me

Two hunnid off the P I ain’t tryna be greedy

Unload the pack give back to the needy

'Member back then trapping hard for the power

Sleeping in the car balls stink all nighters

309 bully black dickie w the hikers

So much ice had a fallout w the bikers

Pussies got mad 'cause they couldn’t beat the prices

Keep a nine on me nigga no license

Shawty from the hood ass fat walk triflin

Fuck her more than once just to see if I like her

(Damn)

Just to see if I like her

TeeWhy

Man bought a brick but wouldn’t teach me how to cook it

I waited til he bought 10 more then I took it

Pussy ass nigga tried to treat me like a rookie

He know I’m a big dawg he shouldn’t overlook me

Now I’m on melrose slidin like I’m toosii

I’m tryna find some jokes up I dont fuck with cookies'

Cousin Lid said he can plug me in w boogie

He’ll put it on a shhhhhh wrapped up in a hoodie

When I touchdown pussy nigga better tap in

Don’t invite me to your party if we cannot get them straps in

I don’t want no pussy from the bitch if she got wack head

Im better off giving forty dollars to a crackhead

I be smoking white buffiez ridin round to vezzo

Nigga play foul with my team I let the tech go

All my bitches love me cuz I make em feel special

I make em take rides with them pounds in the duffle

Ever since kids me and Lid stayed in trouble

But ever since kids me and Lid made it bubble

We be in the pad weighing zips & some tubber

But if I break it down I can prolly bring back double

Free cousin white but he more like my brother

Free white