c-nic – no coachella this year (prod. penachobeats & cash money ap) lyrics
~(prod. penachobeats)~
(verse 1)
no coach-lla this year
nice cali whips with the yellow interior
red bull spiked with the ketel one here
got me talking something crazy cause your h-lla inferior
and im’ h-lla sincere
heard that yo tape flopped like elephant ears
in a tank top with a hand full of pills
and i just took 6 like the pelicans year
(bridge)
i don’t make no f-cking deals i just do what i want (that’s right)
you tried to buy a verse and now your overdrawn (oh well)
with a s-xy baby mama being funny
and her parents from some european countries
(hook)
and that p-ssy so pink so but it tastes like water
she wanna pop these pills well i’m not selfish
don’t need approval from your father
(verse 2)
no coach-lla this year
looks like, 11 straight years
is a little far fetched
like a dog with a hard head
stayed in boulder drinking breckenridge beer
im getting older and the second im weird
imma have 3 kids make em president
open up a restaurant, put a sign out front
“the motherf-cking president recommends here”
(b-tch!)
the hero back zero game back
they said he could rap but that theory fell flat
and your girl got a pancake -ss put some syrup on the that
i commandeer your john deere just to steer you on track (b-tch!)
you better fear me im bad
imma main character in the seris getting stabbed
imma a period in white pants
a free candy white van
the “i don’t give a f-ck man,” you idiots blab
(bridge)
i don’t make no f-cking deals i just do what i want (that’s right)
you tried to buy a verse and now your overdrawn (oh well)
with a s-xy baby mama being funny
and her parents from some european countries
(hook)
and that p-ssy so pink so but it tastes like water
she wanna pop these pills well i’m not selfish
don’t need approval from your father
~(prod. cash money ap)~
(verse 3)
you know my last name money i got plenty of it
i’m an accountant honey i’m on top of my sh-t
can’t get a d-mn thing from me like the f-cking dentist
and your dream girls are who i went to coach-lla with
and yeah we split some pills to party
put the extra in their purse
popped a couple in her panties
p-ss the security search
(alternate hook x2)
i hold us all down
uppers doing work, battling her feelings
i swear my touch will make her calm down
t–th chatter man, i swore that she was freezing
but i could tell that she was sweating
she start to feel the rush now, she reaching for the second
half of her green pill, i don’t advise against it
it’s not like we don’t feel well, so might as well extend it
rolling like some spreewells, drunk on cheap champagne
swear that sh-t the demon, i can’t feel my face
i feel like the weeknd, she likes all her drugs
crushed up into pieces, lining all them up
and snorting up the thesis
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