[Intro]
East Coast madafaka
East Coast madafaka
Ay
(Tunechi)

[Verse 1 - Lil Wayne]

Capital B I'm a Boss
Hit the mall buy shit without seeing the cost
I'm on some fly shit
Got a 6.3 Benz with a white lip
There's a plane on the street bitch and im the pilot
Get your calculators n***a I'm a problem
Fuck goons big homie my killas is goblins
Platinum off the neck with a lot of diamonds
While they tryin to rob me, I'm try to rob them
Ima California native a westside rider
Fuck it homie call me a dragon I flow fire
Diarrhea flow go get them like flo diapers
Send a gangsta a pen cuz I really no lifers
Haters wanna merk me feds wanna lock me
So we up early showing bullets in the thirty
I outcast homie middle finger to the world
Just tryin to get this deal Wayne said i'll be their shortly


[Verse 2 : Lil Slim C]

East Coast, that's were we all from
Steal my money right now (wait)
My uzi poppin (ooh)
Yo, don't move to fast (i might shoot you)
Smile at you (smile) I got my eyes on you (eyes)
I wanna climb on you
Can I ride with you? (can I?) touch the sky with you? (phew)
A-huh-huh-huh-huh
Say the place and we go where you wanna go (where?)
She say Rodeo, I say I'm thinking 'bout Tokyo (Tokyo)
With the top gone, won't turn up the stereo (stereo)
Singing every word of my song that's on radio (aye)
I'ma roll one, I know that you don't smoke (I know)
Sit back, let your mind float (phew) never give up hope (no)
And if ya got a problem, let me know (let me know)
I try my best to keep you close
The life we in, no boss to match 'em on the ropes (ooh)
If I'm top ten, to win, I gotta be the GOAT (GOAT)
I feel like when I step in (what?) gotta make an announcement
But y'all know (but y'all know)

[Verse 3 : Young Thug]

Jeffery!
Brand new chapter of a real you
She got every red bottom like a baboon
Hunnid' bottles in the club, real one room
Girl you gotta keep up with a boss move
King of the jungle, tycoon
Everybody thinking that's a cartoon
We just wanna party, way back in the war room
Do you want some? No I don't, son
Tryna watch me ballin', do you want money?
I'm just tryna turn up, tryna work something
Shawty suck the dick good, she wanna fuck it first
Hey mista, you a rat burn
Good hair down her back
Rich n***a, I like 'em ratchet
Fuck it up, throw it back
No shave, Brazilian wax

[Verse 4 - Quavo]

Ho, don't step on my Raf Simons (yah, Raf)
Ho, don't step on my Raf Simons (uh, Raf)
Ho, don't step on my Raf Simons (ooh)
Do you know how much I'm spendin'? (huh, ooh)
My closet it worth 'bout a milli (milli, yeah, yeah)
Took the lil' bitch out the runway (yah, uh)
Now she naked in the kitchen (uh)
Raf Simons (ayy)
All kind of crazy colors (ayy, ayy)
Livin' color (colors)
Left wrist, Rollie butters (ice)
Maison Margiela my sweater (Margiela)
Mama told me never settle (mama)
Raf Simons, don't lace 'em (it's Raf)
Got your bitch wanna date him (ooh)

[Interlude]

East coast remix madafaka!