This is a song about "Coast to coast"

Call me west coast wells fargo, because i can go far

Still knock them out the park like a fucking tow car

And nigga you ain't from the east coast, even if you are

And where we've come and how we still have to go really far

To packin' up and leavin' notes, and gettin' ghost

The best to the least, west to the east, but he's the east coast,

Scratch that, in fact ask the whole entire east coast!

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold

East coast to west coast all across the nation

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

I rock her world from coast to coast

We forever be real, we'll never fold

He's coasting from coast to coast with a flow that he boasts over it,

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Coast of martha's vineyard drinking hennessy