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Bbnos - Coasting Lyrics

[Chorus: bbno$ & Futon Don]
Girly bent it over for baby she said like "namaste"
Banana split
I roll a spiff, I garbage it
You tax my shit
You better split
Your money lookin' counterfeit
Oh wait, that makes you hypocrite
I check my fit, I check my wrist
I'm with the shit
I'm coasting
Coasting, coasting, coasting, coasting, coasting, coasting, coasting, coasting, coasting, coasting, coasting, coasting, coasting
Coasting (Yeah yeah)
Coasting (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Futon Don]
Coastin', chokin'
Smokin', floatin'
Roastin', boastin'
Damn she got her booty
Up and down roller-coastin'
Dust it, woke it
Broke it, ghostin'
Sweepin', leavin'
Geekin'
I'm eatin'
I'm not playin', I'm not leavin'
This is me now
You can ask about it
You, and what team?
All black M3 beam
No, I can't sip no lean
It make me fall asleep
I need my eyes
I serve your bitch (This, yuh)
[Chorus: bbno$]
Girly bent it over for baby she said like "namaste"
Banana split
I roll a spiff, I garbage it
You tax my shit
You better split
Your money lookin' counterfeit
Oh wait, that makes you hypocrite
I check my fit, I check my wrist
I'm with the shit
I'm coasting
Coasting, coasting, coasting, coasting, coasting, coasting, coasting, coasting, coasting, coasting, coasting, coasting, coasting
Coasting (Hey, hey, hey)
Coasting

[Verse 2: bbno$]
So why your mommy pushin' up my quotient?
Using lotion, am I boastin', that she's smokin'
I ain't tokin', I be floatin'
What about counterfeit, I'm in some debt
I need that money, grab that check
I'm sick and tired of feeling sick and tired I need a pint of tech
Yeah, too much speed (Huh)
Too much, too much lean (Huh)
Sussy boy you know you really ain't that clean
You pop a bean, you spent your cream
You have no dream and that's the scene
Where'd the fun go 'bout having a brain that's clean
Yeah, baby
[Bridge: bbno$]
Honestly, it just doesn't make sense
Losing friends to all these drugs and shit, you know
Fuck xans

[Chorus: bbno$ & Futon Don]
Girly bent it over for baby she said like "namaste"
Banana split
I roll a spiff, I garbage it
You tax my shit
You better split
Your money lookin' counterfeit
Oh wait, that makes you hypocrite
I check my fit, I check my wrist
I'm with the shit
I'm coasting
Coasting, coasting, coasting, coasting, coasting, coasting, coasting, coasting, coasting
Coasting (Gone)
Coasting
Coasting (Roller)
Coasting
Coasting (Gone)
Coasting (Yeah)

[Verse 3: Futon Don]
Coasting way past your street
I'm fuckin' gone
Roller coasters and I'm cruisin'
I'm in the ocean
Watch me dive, watch me go
Watch me dive
I'm smoother than some lotion, yeah
Coastin' way past your street
Roller coastin'
I, I, I'm cruisin'
I'm in the ocean
I'm smoother than some lotion, yeah
I'm in the ocean
I'm smoother than some lotion, yeah
I'm in the ocean
I'm smoother than some lotion, yeah
[Outro: Futon Don]
Haha
Actually, let me do that one more time man
See, I don't know if it's gonna be the same or not