Wouldn’t Wanna Be Ya ​iann dior

[Intro]
No way, coast way
Bros, that you well, oh
No way, woo, yeah-yeah, woah (Coast way)
Coast way

[Chorus]
This time I won't hit you, I won't call you, no (Call you, no)
I'll be on the road, I'll be on the coast (On the coast)
Sippin' rum and Cokes, chillin' with my bros (With my bros)
And I love this life, gotta let you go (Let you go)

[Verse 1]
Yeah, digits, digits, that's all that I'm gettin'
She like how I'm spendin' it, I'm always winnin'
I want a milli' to spend all my feelings
Coupe so fast that you can't see it
I'm the one you never seeing
I'm the one you'll never be with
Had your chance but you fucked up
I got two cups and now I'm leanin'
Lame hoes, lame bros worried 'bout my pesos
So I gotta lay low, said money built like kilos
She know, he know, I'm not one to keep close
'Cause everyone keep talkin' 'bout how they been knowin' me, woah
I don't know her, but she hit me with the words, said she gon' slide
Tellin' me she different and she not like other types
Almost gave my life to the saddest lie
So I can't let you get me, you can have a night