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SckSolo - Coastin' Lyrics



SckSolo - Coastin' Lyrics




Im just coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin
Im just coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin
Picture me rollin, picture me rollin, picture me rollin, picture me rollin
Picture me rollin, picture me rollin, picture me rollin, picture me rollin
Switch it up
Switch it up
Im just coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin
Im just coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin
Picture me rollin, picture me rollin, picture me rollin, picture me rollin
Picture me rollin, picture me rollin, picture me rollin, picture me rollin

Saw a bitch
Knew a bitch
New dog
Old tricks
Halbiet on a stick
Like way back then
Gon bring ya friend
We can all be friends
Gotta pretend like I want that shit
Tell a pussy nigga to buck the f*ck up
Shotty Automatic get the buck the f*ck up
Can't beat a charm nigga get ya luck up
Bitch I'm a star no need for warm ups

Pussy nigga please run the f*ck up
50 cal guess we got a runner
Bitch Wear designier like Timmy turner
Shot a nigga man toss the burner
Nigga don't you wonder
If we make it out
Will they hunt us down
Or they kill us now
Ain't wore a smile
Since Pookie died
So a 60 clip
And off we ride

Im just coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin
Im just coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin
Picture me rollin, picture me rollin, picture me rollin, picture me rollin
Picture me rollin, picture me rollin, picture me rollin, picture me rollin
Switch it up
Switch it up
Im just coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin
Im just coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin
Picture me rollin, picture me rollin, picture me rollin, picture me rollin
Picture me rollin, picture me rollin, picture me rollin, picture me rollin

Never gave a f*ck
Niggas talm me
All white glock
And im dressed like priest
Nike High socks
And the pants got a crease
Got a piece
Of the pie
If a nigga after me
Learned a couple things
From some Niggas running streets
Now I eat anyone of you Niggas
That wanna feast

No homo
Hold on
Solo
Come in peace

Aki
I own the boss
No rent no lease

Ima off you
Hop in car
And Drive the speed

Gave jimmy
A broom
And niggas learned to sweep

Ima fry you
Flow gon pop up like the grease

Oh man
I kinda feel bad for you niggas
In back but I kinda wanna laugh
Niggas going sad cause you looking at me now
But looking in past you ain't never gave a f*ck
So I'll treat it like that

Im just coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin
Im just coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin
Picture me rollin, picture me rollin, picture me rollin, picture me rollin
Picture me rollin, picture me rollin, picture me rollin, picture me rollin
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Im just coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin
Im just coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin
Picture me rollin, picture me rollin, picture me rollin, picture me rollin
Picture me rollin, picture me rollin, picture me rollin, picture me rollin
Switch it up
Switch it up
Im just coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin
Im just coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin
Picture me rollin, picture me rollin, picture me rollin, picture me rollin
Picture me rollin, picture me rollin, picture me rollin, picture me rollin

Saw a bitch
Knew a bitch
New dog
Old tricks
Halbiet on a stick
Like way back then
Gon bring ya friend
We can all be friends
Gotta pretend like I want that shit
Tell a pussy nigga to buck the f*ck up
Shotty Automatic get the buck the f*ck up
Can't beat a charm nigga get ya luck up
Bitch I'm a star no need for warm ups

Pussy nigga please run the f*ck up
50 cal guess we got a runner
Bitch Wear designier like Timmy turner
Shot a nigga man toss the burner
Nigga don't you wonder
If we make it out
Will they hunt us down
Or they kill us now
Ain't wore a smile
Since Pookie died
So a 60 clip
And off we ride

Im just coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin
Im just coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin
Picture me rollin, picture me rollin, picture me rollin, picture me rollin
Picture me rollin, picture me rollin, picture me rollin, picture me rollin
Switch it up
Switch it up
Im just coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin
Im just coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin
Picture me rollin, picture me rollin, picture me rollin, picture me rollin
Picture me rollin, picture me rollin, picture me rollin, picture me rollin

Never gave a f*ck
Niggas talm me
All white glock
And im dressed like priest
Nike High socks
And the pants got a crease
Got a piece
Of the pie
If a nigga after me
Learned a couple things
From some Niggas running streets
Now I eat anyone of you Niggas
That wanna feast

No homo
Hold on
Solo
Come in peace

Aki
I own the boss
No rent no lease

Ima off you
Hop in car
And Drive the speed

Gave jimmy
A broom
And niggas learned to sweep

Ima fry you
Flow gon pop up like the grease

Oh man
I kinda feel bad for you niggas
In back but I kinda wanna laugh
Niggas going sad cause you looking at me now
But looking in past you ain't never gave a f*ck
So I'll treat it like that

Im just coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin
Im just coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin, coastin
Picture me rollin, picture me rollin, picture me rollin, picture me rollin
Picture me rollin, picture me rollin, picture me rollin, picture me rollin
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Writer: Alexander Smith, Sam King
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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Performed By: SckSolo
Language: English
Length: 2:32
Written by: Alexander Smith, Sam King

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