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kote$ - coastline lyrics

verse 1 (kote$):
coke lines kinda looking like the coastline
never low tide
i make waves in my own mind
snow white on my right looking so fine
wanna be my wifey all she getting is a broke spine
before the raps i would wrap dope
swimming in these women i got practice on my backstroke
make a k!lling while i’m chilling with a bad hoe
told her she can stay the night just stay up out my stash though
i can’t love a hoe i’m waiting on the real thing
homie got that hammer thеy ain’t stopping on some building
rappers want fame i didn’t want to havе to steal things
i rob ’em for their chains but i’d rather cop some real bling
new drugs got me thinking about the old days
new plug got me charging up the whole state
get the crumbs and watch me flip it to a whole cake
i can’t lose my grip again and slip into my old ways
i’m holding packs getting dough in my trap
i got a glam, rocking brands, boutta blow out her back
i’m counting bands, smoking grams, burner phone on my lap
and you can run up if you want, but i got something for that

verse 2 (ribby247):
no cap
coke lines in the penthouse on the coastline
told her bring her friend but only f+cking if the hoe’s fine
demon time, blow her back like it’s go time
would she wanna f+ck if i didn’t spit these dope rhymes?
no time is what i’m tryna do
no time and no effort it takes to murder your crew
no chance of legal paper if i’m stuck in the boot
vpn the phones and swap the sim out a few + times
coke lines gonna dream about me cuffed up
run up if you want but this ching will leave you f+cked c+nt
rep the postcode in whatever the ends
but i back the 42 in respect of some men
friends in some high places got me charging up the whole state
mickey mouse and mandy in the bandy ain’t no eating off this dinner plate
’22 season ain’t no treason that could seal your fate
pepper get you seasoned if i’m sliding with some scheming mates
mob ties got me plotting hard + uh
neon lights puffing on cigars
cops don’t want you if you do it hard
swear i might go back to moving shhh

- kote lyrics

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