Lyrics:
can't make up your mind Don't you know what you've become Bi-coastal, miss the natural speed of the city Bi-coastal, California's fine if you're
bicoastal A quick flight over night you never know Got someone Riding along Somewhere on the coast yeah I'm Rolling up been tryna keep my eyes on the road
mind Don't you know what you've become Bi-coastal, miss the natural speed of the city Bi-coastal, California's fine if you're pretty You can always
Run up this paper you know that I pray for the local Take a lil bitch to bicoastal We get off these bags so I know we can get off some loads My
Bicoastal babe where have you ben hiding I've been lookin all over this land for you From New York to San Francisco Across the plains Up the east
bicoastal since Amaru Another day, another loss, another funeral Picking out a coffin, finding one that suitable Hollow points are hoola hooping out
Whole clique is full of stars I can take a toke and go to Mars Now I'm feeling like I'me suppose to Since all my family and my friends bi-coastal You
She say Leave me alone I wanna get over ya But she Pick up the phone when the sunsets over She living alone she live bicoastal She never let go
the more shit I gotta deal with, trying make me kill shit Make me have to dump a bitch nigga in the ocean Flew from the east to the west I'm bicoastal Do not
with a Bag and together we blow Bi-coastal, I been going bi- (Aye, yeah) Bi-coastal, I been going (Aye, yeah) I been going bi-coastal lil' bitch (Let's
your style Where have you been it's been a while None of your friends held you down, oh yeah, yeah Treat you how I spose to Vacation bi-coastal No
Rest in peace to my old self And my old friends I don’t know them R.I.P all of my old self-sabotage, I’m not broken 24 livin’ bicoastal I like
it feels like get screenshot the most We leaving the party and we going coast Bi-coastal Bi-coastal Come in and ghost I'm ghostin Yeah I'm ghostin Come
bicoastal Yeah, autumn in the air Such a seasonal affair You book a flight if it's below 60 And I wanna go too I'm dreaming bicoastal I'm dying
paid to spit my vocals I am not a local joker No more sleepin' on the sofa Crib in Cali, I'm bicoastal Autograph and signing posters I am not
Bi-coastal man, we both will be rich Leave the party with your daughter (little Debra) In the morning do karate in the water Hear sounds of samurais Rockin
rings and chains Diamonds I melt them to grain Bi-coastal they know the name Bi-coastal they know the name Boy don't you take it in vain Aye aye yeah
manners Steezy in the Redroom With a bunch of Santana's Robert Di Niro Getting the dinero Mi amor the money And I really don't car tho Cribs bicoastal Women
bi-coastal Scoop me in the truck, late night, on a humble Meet me out in Queens or the city when it's sundown You could put your gun down, you could have
guess I'm bicoastal now Took a down south brother to bring your boy out As the wheel keeps spinning I can hear niggas thinking crack got one hit then
Sosa (Oh God) What the fuck was I s'posed do? Deny that, rather try that,but I never fly that, Keep hoes bi-coastal And they buy postals, ain't shit for
you 'possed to Make hot jams y'all, sell bicoastal If you want a hit you can let me coach you Money back on anything that got my vocals This is
like Sosa (Oh God) What the fuck was I s'posed do? Deny that, rather try that,but I never fly that Keep hoes bi-coastal And they buy postals, ain't shit
bicoastal, you niggas to local My dawgs on the poster, the guns at the holster My dawg gon' smoke ya', he already want it You treat me like God, you know
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