Polo G - No Coaster ( feat. Juice Wrld) unreleased

LYRICS
[Intro: Juice WRLD]
Thirty M's, thirty M's, thirty
Dirty soda, brand new coat
Brand new coat, brand new
Yeah, I like that sh*t
Uh, dirty soda, in the coat
Brand new soda
Uh, dirty soda, need a coaster
She do coke, no Coca-Cola
Dirty soda in a coaster
She do coke, no Coca-Cola
You know her?
[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
I got dirty soda with no coaster
She do coke, no Coca-Cola
Where she from? She say, "The coast"
She get wetter than a boat
That lil' ho gon' do the most
In that pu**y, I'ma float
I'm gon' brag, I'm gon' boast
Keep the tags on my clothes
[Post-Chorus: Juice WRLD]
In the kitchen cooking brack in the ho
I grip the K, get it brackin' lil' ho
You gon' need more than a napkin, ho
I'ma pull up, leave the casket closed
Actin' ratchet with a ratchet ho
I need some brain from a ratchet ho
Slurp on my d**k, b*t*h, Danimals
Show me that you a animal
[Verse 1: Juice WRLD]
Shoes, super rare, VVS, solar flare (Yeah)
Chopper like a magic trick, it make 'em disappear (Yeah, yeah)
Get it? Crystal clear, realest n***a in the area
I see some scary n***as, but I'm scarier
B*t*h, I'm a dog, Juice WRLD terrier
Shoot him in the brain, that look terrible
I told his mom, the news was unbearable
I will embarra** you, walk in the bank and embarra** you
I spent five thousand on tennis shoes
I'ma pull up on his avenue, grrah, grrah, grrah
Shoot a few times, yeah, that'll do
"Live Life," ink on my hands, new tattoo
Used to do Xans in the back of the cla**room
Now I'm too rich, off the Percs, feelin' radical
That shotgun'll tear 'em in half like a decimal
.40 with a d**k, show you what the erection do
Shoot up your section, cardiac arresting you
Taking your revenue
That heavy metal will stick you like crackers stickin' to they schedules
Only wanna f**k on a b*t*h if she yellow
Used to play the corners like a motherf**king cello, yeah
[Chorus: Juice WRLD & Polo G]
I got dirty soda with no coaster
She do coke, no Coca-Cola
Where she from? She say, "The coast"
She get wetter than a boat
That lil' ho gon' do the most
In that pu**y, I'ma float
I'm gon' brag, I'm gon' boast (Uh, uh, uh)
Keep the tags on my clothes
[Verse 2: Polo G]
Pull up, new coupe
Right in your hood, I cruise through
Might hit they block with a few troops
B*t*h, this is a Glock not a deuce deuce
Get off his body, we nailed him
I heard that boy was a loose screw
So hot, ain't sh*t you could tell him
Number one trending on TH-cam (Uh)
My money longer like Uzi
Treat her like a groupie, I do what I want
I guarantee she wanna do me
And that's 'cause I'm drippin' in new Saint Laurent
Them snakes like to lurk in the gra**
So you better be careful, and mow your lawn
My homie died, I'm disrespectful
Might dig up they mans just to roll up his blunt
I look at the opps like a comedy
We just say less, let the choppers speak
I come from one of the hottest streets
'Cause we on the back by the parlor seat
A b*t*h n***a play, he get rocked to sleep
Now I got blood on my Prada sneaks
Takedown gang and this Glock was free
Reach for the chain and it's R.I.P, oh, oh
Money to make like the [?] of me
I told my bae it's hard not to cheat
Feel like real love an anomaly
'Cause I'm used to lovin' so toxically
It's either that or I'm selfish
But I only want your heart, no one elses
Knew you was gon' switch up, I felt it
Now I'm addicted to drugs, can't help it
[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
I got dirty soda with no coaster
She do coke, no Coca-Cola
Where she from? She say, "The coast"
She get wetter than a boat
That lil' ho gon' do the most
In that pu**y, I'ma float
I'm gon' brag, I'm gon' boast
Keep the tags on my clothes
[Post-Chorus: Juice WRLD]
In the kitchen cooking brack in the ho
I grip the K, get it brackin' lil' ho
You gon' need more than a napkin, ho
I'ma pull up, leave the casket closed
Actin' ratchet with a ratchet ho
I need some brain from a ratchet ho
Slurp on my d**k, b*t*h, Danimals
Show me that you a animal
DELETE
Kick, push, cracked like Lupe, shorty
These n***a my sons, I need Maury
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