GPS say 20 I'ma make it there in 10
Five percent tint shit darker than my skin
Pullin' up with rays, makin' plays, niggas way up
I don't want converse less, we talkin' bout Ks
Thousands, Kylies, Kendalls, and kilos
Stones on my watch keep on shinin', they bust down
Pulled up with P, nigga, that's what we pushin
She want a rich boy, so I bought the bands out
Used to want a baddie, now I got one on my hip
Shootin' from it too, don't be steppin' on my kicks
I don't trust a nigga that be f*ckin' up the pics
Faded out my mind, got a cup and I'm lit
Big body Benz , hard to back it out the lot
Niggas ain't camp, they get kicked out the crib
Hit a nigga, bitch, he ain't even get upset
F*ckin' with my crew, you gon' need some ass too
Runnin' up the bands, rubber bands runnin' out
Diamonds on me dancin', they twerkin
Shout out to Brunson, he hoopin
High nigga ain't a superstar, droppin' 50
Bad bitch, she still in her 20s
Proud of that girl, like she Penny
Newark, I play her that Whitney
She wanna f*ck me to Benny
Ni hao, brodem toting chopsticks
Like a little kid, pop this 30 tell you watch this
I just caught a nigga lackin', I cannot quit
Let this bitch bang on him like it's Josh Smith
Okay, cool, diamonds on me, watch him bust a move
I can't lose, if I do, I'ma change the rules
She came through with her crew, what we finna do
Way too much for just me, I had to call up Lou
I hate niggas so much, I wish I wasn't black
She told me to wear a condom, where's the fun in that
Boy, you finna rob who? With that lil' strap
You don't want no problem, not even a lil' scrap
Can't dap a nigga up with my right hand
Chopsticks, bitch, we from the mud, talkin' gangland
Call up P, you know I got Rick for him
Can't trust blacks, so I went white on
Get up in the booth, let the truth be heard
Diamonds dancin' just like Elgin, bitch, you got served
Off a foreign herb, hit a curb, had to swerve
Bitch always yappin', never suckin', damn, you got some nerve
Niggas lame, it's a shame, they some f*ckin' nerds
You let that bitch do what? I'm at a loss for words
All this money, all these bitches, man, I can't be cursed
Hold on, gang, spin they block, watch the whip reverse
Bitch, it ain't a secret how I'm tapped in
I keep cookin' heat
Nigga melatonin, all that cap, put her right to sleep
Only push the wheel if double R's on the stitch, nah
Only pushin' heavy, so don't ask me, bout no petty shit
Niggas throwin' jabs, I'm throwin' rockets, we in different leagues
F*ck is they gon' do with me? They ain't even got a plan
Getting pape every day, I can't f*ckin' fake
Ridin' with a Drake, bumpin' Drake, it's a f*ckin' date
I get hella paid, can't save a bitch, can't fit a f*ckin' cape
Walkin' with the stick in her bag like a runaway
You ain't really about shit, nigga, put that gun away
I just made another play, it's a lovely day
Throw this money in the air, watch it change the climate
I think this bitch want me, watch she keep on smilin
Me and Lou back to back, boy, we f*ckin' wildin
Just give us the beat, we gon' eat, it's Coney Island
Yeh, yeh, heh, yeh, yeh, yeh Yeh, yeh, heh, heh, heh, yeh, yeh
The Hardy Boyz - Coney Island Lyrics
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GPS say 20 I'ma make it there in 10
Five percent tint shit darker than my skin
Pullin' up with rays, makin' plays, niggas way up
I don't want converse less, we talkin' bout Ks
Thousands, Kylies, Kendalls, and kilos
Stones on my watch keep on shinin', they bust down
Pulled up with P, nigga, that's what we pushin
She want a rich boy, so I bought the bands out
Used to want a baddie, now I got one on my hip
Shootin' from it too, don't be steppin' on my kicks
I don't trust a nigga that be f*ckin' up the pics
Faded out my mind, got a cup and I'm lit
Big body Benz , hard to back it out the lot
Niggas ain't camp, they get kicked out the crib
Hit a nigga, bitch, he ain't even get upset
F*ckin' with my crew, you gon' need some ass too
Runnin' up the bands, rubber bands runnin' out
Diamonds on me dancin', they twerkin
Shout out to Brunson, he hoopin
High nigga ain't a superstar, droppin' 50
Bad bitch, she still in her 20s
Proud of that girl, like she Penny
Newark, I play her that Whitney
She wanna f*ck me to Benny
Ni hao, brodem toting chopsticks
Like a little kid, pop this 30 tell you watch this
I just caught a nigga lackin', I cannot quit
Let this bitch bang on him like it's Josh Smith
Okay, cool, diamonds on me, watch him bust a move
I can't lose, if I do, I'ma change the rules
She came through with her crew, what we finna do
Way too much for just me, I had to call up Lou
I hate niggas so much, I wish I wasn't black
She told me to wear a condom, where's the fun in that
Boy, you finna rob who? With that lil' strap
You don't want no problem, not even a lil' scrap
Can't dap a nigga up with my right hand
Chopsticks, bitch, we from the mud, talkin' gangland
Call up P, you know I got Rick for him
Can't trust blacks, so I went white on
Get up in the booth, let the truth be heard
Diamonds dancin' just like Elgin, bitch, you got served
Off a foreign herb, hit a curb, had to swerve
Bitch always yappin', never suckin', damn, you got some nerve
Niggas lame, it's a shame, they some f*ckin' nerds
You let that bitch do what? I'm at a loss for words
All this money, all these bitches, man, I can't be cursed
Hold on, gang, spin they block, watch the whip reverse
Bitch, it ain't a secret how I'm tapped in
I keep cookin' heat
Nigga melatonin, all that cap, put her right to sleep
Only push the wheel if double R's on the stitch, nah
Only pushin' heavy, so don't ask me, bout no petty shit
Niggas throwin' jabs, I'm throwin' rockets, we in different leagues
F*ck is they gon' do with me? They ain't even got a plan
Getting pape every day, I can't f*ckin' fake
Ridin' with a Drake, bumpin' Drake, it's a f*ckin' date
I get hella paid, can't save a bitch, can't fit a f*ckin' cape
Walkin' with the stick in her bag like a runaway
You ain't really about shit, nigga, put that gun away
I just made another play, it's a lovely day
Throw this money in the air, watch it change the climate
I think this bitch want me, watch she keep on smilin
Me and Lou back to back, boy, we f*ckin' wildin
Just give us the beat, we gon' eat, it's Coney Island
Yeh, yeh, heh, yeh, yeh, yeh Yeh, yeh, heh, heh, heh, yeh, yeh
Five percent tint shit darker than my skin
Pullin' up with rays, makin' plays, niggas way up
I don't want converse less, we talkin' bout Ks
Thousands, Kylies, Kendalls, and kilos
Stones on my watch keep on shinin', they bust down
Pulled up with P, nigga, that's what we pushin
She want a rich boy, so I bought the bands out
Used to want a baddie, now I got one on my hip
Shootin' from it too, don't be steppin' on my kicks
I don't trust a nigga that be f*ckin' up the pics
Faded out my mind, got a cup and I'm lit
Big body Benz , hard to back it out the lot
Niggas ain't camp, they get kicked out the crib
Hit a nigga, bitch, he ain't even get upset
F*ckin' with my crew, you gon' need some ass too
Runnin' up the bands, rubber bands runnin' out
Diamonds on me dancin', they twerkin
Shout out to Brunson, he hoopin
High nigga ain't a superstar, droppin' 50
Bad bitch, she still in her 20s
Proud of that girl, like she Penny
Newark, I play her that Whitney
She wanna f*ck me to Benny
Ni hao, brodem toting chopsticks
Like a little kid, pop this 30 tell you watch this
I just caught a nigga lackin', I cannot quit
Let this bitch bang on him like it's Josh Smith
Okay, cool, diamonds on me, watch him bust a move
I can't lose, if I do, I'ma change the rules
She came through with her crew, what we finna do
Way too much for just me, I had to call up Lou
I hate niggas so much, I wish I wasn't black
She told me to wear a condom, where's the fun in that
Boy, you finna rob who? With that lil' strap
You don't want no problem, not even a lil' scrap
Can't dap a nigga up with my right hand
Chopsticks, bitch, we from the mud, talkin' gangland
Call up P, you know I got Rick for him
Can't trust blacks, so I went white on
Get up in the booth, let the truth be heard
Diamonds dancin' just like Elgin, bitch, you got served
Off a foreign herb, hit a curb, had to swerve
Bitch always yappin', never suckin', damn, you got some nerve
Niggas lame, it's a shame, they some f*ckin' nerds
You let that bitch do what? I'm at a loss for words
All this money, all these bitches, man, I can't be cursed
Hold on, gang, spin they block, watch the whip reverse
Bitch, it ain't a secret how I'm tapped in
I keep cookin' heat
Nigga melatonin, all that cap, put her right to sleep
Only push the wheel if double R's on the stitch, nah
Only pushin' heavy, so don't ask me, bout no petty shit
Niggas throwin' jabs, I'm throwin' rockets, we in different leagues
F*ck is they gon' do with me? They ain't even got a plan
Getting pape every day, I can't f*ckin' fake
Ridin' with a Drake, bumpin' Drake, it's a f*ckin' date
I get hella paid, can't save a bitch, can't fit a f*ckin' cape
Walkin' with the stick in her bag like a runaway
You ain't really about shit, nigga, put that gun away
I just made another play, it's a lovely day
Throw this money in the air, watch it change the climate
I think this bitch want me, watch she keep on smilin
Me and Lou back to back, boy, we f*ckin' wildin
Just give us the beat, we gon' eat, it's Coney Island
Yeh, yeh, heh, yeh, yeh, yeh Yeh, yeh, heh, heh, heh, yeh, yeh
Writer: Dalu Gondwe, Anthony Hill
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid