[Verse 1: Issa Gold]
Beastcoast, screaming loud and proud
Gonna answer mothafucker that's the heinous crown
Smoking on some OG as I roll around
Better tred away nigga there's some God's in town
Get out of my face, see me on streets better go the other way
Nigga I ain't trying to talk shit all day
About no gossip or your new wack tape
[Hook x2]
That gutter shit, that gutter shit
Beast coast nigga yeah you know we runnin things
Drop down when you see the gods in public
I'm high motherfucker stop talking shit
Stop talking shit, before you get bust nigga in your fucking lip
I ain't playing no games
Known to bring sun in the mothafucking rain
[Verse 2: AK]
Fuck what you want I got what you need
DMT, THC, nigga LSD, psychedelic renegade never afraid
Molly base
Spread her like a page straight off the NYT, NYC
Young kings living their dreams the pot steam
Tap in a higher being I brainfeed
Put your faith in me I got that ancient key
The knowledge, hieroglyphic columns and this nigga Kareem
Amen? Memories of our god past
Blowin hash to bypass these lames lames with third eye patch
I breathe eternal (air), I'm the heir, nigga why I smell the fear, yeah
Lyrics tear through their frontier
Bask in the ambience of champions, I'm lightyears ahead of beast hype
Can't compare to these heights
Cause my entity's Christ
So remember me heavenly when a nigga take flight and ascend for eternity
[Hook 2x]
That gutter shit, that gutter shit
Beast coast nigga yeah you know we runnin things
Drop down when you see the gods in public
I'm high motherfucker stop talking shit
Stop talking shit, before you get bust nigga in your fucking lip
I ain't playing no games
Wanna bring sun in the mothafucking rain
[Verse 2: Issa Gold]
By the end of this tape you gon' know we gonna put it down
Gods on deck well we're coming through your town
Guided by the light nigga, young sun child
Nigga shine bright, get away when we're around
I'm from the bush with the hustlers and the killers
But we elevated nigga so we play a little different
Don't push trigger, third eye shoot him in his liver
Ain’t no motherfucking posse in the game fuckin it with us
Oh lawd, a nigga goin' far, fuckin' new bitches every week pornstar
See us in the street so you niggas go hard
But a nigga ain't here just to be a fucking star
I don't give a fuck about your new sports car
I don't give a fuck about your new whack bars
You bitch ass niggas better watch how you talk
When you come up on your motherfucking ever living God
[Hook:]
compositores: Marlon Fung,Akeem Joseph
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