WestCoast****

West Coast **** (Explicit) - Pop Smoke/Tyga/Quavo

Lyrics by：Bashar Jackson/Michael Stevenson/Quavious Marshall

Composed by：Dijon McFarlane/Uforo Ebong/Bashar Jackson/Michael Stevenson/Quavious Marshall

Pop Smoke：

Bongo ByTheWay

Mustard on the beat ho

Look

Pop Smoke/Quavo：

Pop Smoke I'm on some west coast s**t

Pop Smoke

In New York I got a west coast b***h

West coast

Huncho on that west coast s**t

Woo

Left wrist both wrists and some bricks

Woo

If the opps is in the spot red dot 'em

Rah

Somebody call Batman I'm robbin'

Brrt

I got 'em smoke I pop 'em

Put the b***h on Prada and now she proper

Tyga：

T-Raww I'm on some west coast s**t

Business

LaFeezy live on the Sunset Strip

Yah T-Raw

Today was a good day fly as a blimp

Aight ah ah

I just booked a round trip

I don't argue with the b***h

No

And my Spanish b***h talk spicy with the lips

When the car worth a M

You don't gotta touch the rim

Don't ask me the price cost an arm leg and limb

Yah Ayy

When you in the light n***as wanna steer you dim

Bit'

Where you get that from n***as gotta say it's him

Wunna copied my flow I switch this s**t again

N***as ain't put the work they don't celebrate the win

When you was ballin' with your b***h

I was shootin' in the gym motherf**ker ah

Pop Smoke/Quavo：

Pop Smoke I'm on some west coast s**t

Pop Smoke

In New York I got a west coast b***h

West coast

Huncho on that west coast s**t

Woo

Left wrist both wrists and some bricks

Woo

If the opps is in the spot red dot 'em

Rah

Somebody call Batman I'm robbin'

Brrt

I got 'em smoke I pop 'em

Put the b***h on Prada and now she proper

Pop Smoke：