Coast - HaHa lyrics

You punks dumb, I just humped the cum dumpster Busted up her grill like front bumpers on a junk clunker Sweet whip chirping gears with a speed chip Leak lit hanging out the window like a freak Rick Peep sh**, look at shorty with the sweet tits I hope she got a fat a** and she need dick I smash skanks then I make um fill my gas tank I got a fat hairy dick and my a** stank I don't take baths, maybe twice a week Pizon, baked clams and a slice of piz Rice and beans if I'm chilling with the papi fam Taking vodka shots, box knocking Johnny Cash Yeah I'm co*ky man, I got enough reasons Cuz you could get duffed out and snuffed for just breathing Pretend f**s, your friends s** I'm fly, flashy and large like a Benz truck Haha hahahaha I'm laughing at these mothaf**ing clowns Haha He's a prick, he's an a**hole Ha I wish this mothaf**er would just drop dead, gone [2x] I'm bent up in a bar getting stupid wrecked Got the whiskey dick, hit her with the stupid s** Damn me nuts, you rolling with some manly s*uts Who s**ed enough nut up to stuff up the Stanley Cup Your who*e b**h was tryna f** so I tossed it Her p**y stunk like a bag full of dog sh** Doped up to the world feeling so numb You know your life s**s when you fail at what you don't love They told me I should f** myself, told um don't speak And when it's hard it don't bend, soft it don't reach I'll loaf your headie chief, like you's was Jerry's niece And put the bloody blade back in my machete sheath I'm all ?? growed, with a ghetto hoe Who s** dick and buck kids, let the metal blow You soft kids and your tracks is all violin You don't know us and you rap on Long Island (Hook) Get handled, dismantled You f** with War Horse you get trampled The Don dotted the chief, rocking the biggest school They speak hard then I meet um it's a different tool The snub miss you up close, the pump hit you That doesn't work then I hit you with a Scud missile I'm an awful young prick with a hung co*k That's why these f**ers on my dick like a young dot They want to live like us and do rap sh** And hang around the young b**h with some fat tits I spit raw, it's pure dope in a fiend's veins And I do it underground like a 3 train He's strange but he say what we all thinking Each day I sweat buckets til my balls' stinking Gotta hustle hard homie, I don't trip never If life's a b**h I ain't f**ing with that b**h ever (Hook)