This is a song about "West coast weed"

We be in the party like we own that bar

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

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

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

Coast of martha's vineyard drinking hennessy

On they twitter writing novels, see

My insanity, profanity, my west coast mentality

New love is so beautiful. time just makes it ugly

Don't give a shit so my dick fuck bladders in your ear

Well the coast is clear so go coast to coast bitch and disappear

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

West coast niggas got more roots than a orange tree,

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

My ego is big as kanye west,

Im out ready to jet i'll meet you up coast

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold