Bicoastal

[Intro]
Never capped in my motherfuckin' rap
True story, my West Coast vibe saw my East Coast guy, shit was bad (Hahaha)
Ayy, huh
Yeah, yeah
Uh, yeah

[Chorus]
I'm a real raw bitch from out of the West Coast (Ayy)
And I'm so chill, so cool on the East Coast
I be going places where most these bitches can't go
Walk past your man, he buggin', he screamin', "Hello"
Fuck him so good make him say, "Yeah, ayy" (Yeah, ayy)
Never been a fraud, never in my whole life
The way I kill these beats, you can say it's on sight
I don't fuck with messy hoes, I'm too pretty to fight, yeah

[Verse 1]
Hе want me 'cause he know I'm a frеak bitch
I can't fuck with him, he a fan, know he'll leak shit
My West guy found my East dude, now they heated
I love tequila, shit turn me to a demon
Cruisin' in a Chevy '64, got no ceilings (Uh)
I don't give a fuck 'bout a ho or her feelings
If you a real bitch, then you know you gon' feel it
You can't take the heat, get the fuck up put the kitchen
Ayy, la-di-da-di-da, we like to party, fuck a nine-to-five (Ayy, ayy)
I'm so real, I'ma ride or die
Got my East Coast vibe California dreamin'
Hit 'em back one time and I got him geekin' (Uh)
And this shit so fire, on this beat I'm eatin' (Ayy)
Every song I'm tweakin' (Ayy), she so broke, she heated (Ayy)
And I'm way too real, I'ma make 'em feel it (Ayy)

[Chorus]
I'm a real raw bitch from out of the West Coast (Ayy)
And I'm so chill, so cool on the East Coast
I be going places where most these bitches can't go
Walk past your man, he buggin', he screaming, "Hello"
Fuck him so good make him say, "Yeah, ayy" (Yeah, ayy)
Never been a fraud, never in my whole life (Woo, woo)
The way I kill these beats, you can say it's on sight
I don't fuck with messy hoes, I'm too pretty to fight

[Verse 2]
Uh, too pretty, yeah, I'm too pretty (Woo)
All my bitches fly ridin' through the city (Uh, uh)
All my bitches got rich shaking ass and titties (Ayy)
And ya man still mad 'cause he not with me (Mwah)
Woo, I'd be mad too (Woo)
Bitches hating 'cause I'm always in that new-new (New-new)
Ain't no new faces, I'm with the same crew (Yeah)
I love money, all the faces, all my bills blue (Woo)
Man, I'm too vicious
I got him on his knees praying to a new religion
He love to eat it, yeah, I give that good nutrition
He in love with me 'cause he see the ambition (Huh)
I get more money then these hoes in pesos
When we in New York, we ridin' in Benzos
I'm deep in my bag, this shit fit a Draco
I be in places where these bitches can't go (Huh, huh)

[Chorus]
I'm a real raw bitch from out of the West Coast (Ayy)
And I'm so chill, so cool on the East Coast
I be going places where most these bitches can't go
Walk past your man, he buggin', he screaming, "Hello"
Fuck him so good make him say, "Yeah, ayy" (Yeah, ayy)
Never been a fraud, never in my whole life
The way I kill these beats, you can say it's on sight
I don't fuck with messy hoes, I'm too pretty to fight, yeah

[Outro]
Yeah, I'm too motherfuckin' pretty but I'll throw these hands if I have to, you feel me?
Straight out of the West Coast but I stay in the East Coast sometimes, you know?
I'm bicoastal, period