Cassette Coast - Gone On lyrics

rate me

Yo Coast

Go check your email right now

I sent you all the info you need

I really need for you to take care of this

Don’t f*ck it up like you did the last time.

I get up, I get up, I put down, I put down

For ym city, for my city, feeling down, feeling down

You know me, you know me, and your friends

F*ck with me round I split your shit, that’s how it is, yeah

I say uh, we all niggas ain’t f*cking with me

It’s sick motherf*cking doubts on you,

I say uh, we all niggas ain’t f*cking with me

I’ma call out that’s some down town with ya, yeah yeah.

And I keep it losing, keep it easy,

Keep it groovy when you see me,

You’ll be fine daddy, hey hey

Don’t make me stupid keep believe in

I won’t do shit, you gonna see me

Smack some fire at you

Uh, I send a car like I see it,

and I see our niggas got you boy for a dude, dude

uh, we hally if you mean it, the you even get it in

but shut the f*ck up

Hook:

Gone on, no rally but it ain’t

Gone on, you’re baddest hoe, ey

Gone on, you better go head on

Gone on, gone on, gone on

Gone on, no rally but it ain’t

Gone on, raise up!

Gone on, yeah yeah

Gone on, ohh!

Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohh!

He could be that cool cat

But push right I’m a motherf*cking problem

I don’t suggest they do that

I could prove that, I slapped the dog shit ..

Me and my niggas so dumb

Ain’t no fun unless heart list come

Have your main bitch talking this tongue

While I’m in hell person my longue

Don’t look up to me little homie,

I’m a bad man, I got bad intentions

All I do is get f*cked up, f*ck niggas up where I f*ck that bitch

She’s gone on, he don’t want no party

And off side nigga I ain’t got no heart

Put it out, let the motherf*cking toast park

Seat back relax, unless the show start.

Hook:

Gone on, no rally but it ain’t

Gone on, you’re baddest hoe, ey

Gone on, you better go head on

Gone on, gone on, gone on

Gone on, no rally but it ain’t

Gone on, raise up!

Gone on, yeah yeah

Gone on, ohh!

Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohh!

Oh, I had to be around a couple times

I could tell with somebody wanna play with me

Hey, now, put the thing out, let it rang out, bang out

But you motherf*cker complain now,

Go let em then seat backthere,

I know poppin’ that clear for the list the flow

Go no movin’ no talking

And when I got sick

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