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Lyrics: Juice WRLD – No Coaster (Do The Most)

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“No Coaster” is a highly anticipated unreleased track by Chicago native Juice WRLD. The steady-paced track notes Juice’s frequented topic of substance abuse, amongst other topics.

The unreleased track is produced by frequent collaborator Nick Mira and Internet Money. It was first previewed on November 29, 2018, and leaked in full on July 20, 2021, after it was successfully group-bought. Therefore, it is unclear whether or not the track will ever see an official release.

[Intro]
Thirty M’s, thirty M’s, thirty
Dirty soda, brand new coat
Brand new coat, brand new
Yeah, I like that shit
Uh, dirty soda, in the coat
Brand new soda
Uh, dirty soda, need a coaster
She do coke, no Coca-Cola
Dirty soda in a coaster
She do coke, no Coca-Cola
You know her?

[Chorus]
I got dirty soda with no coaster
She do coke, no Coca-Cola
Where she from? She say, “The coast”
She get wetter than a boat
That lil’ ho gon’ do the most
In that pussy, I’ma float
I’m gon’ brag, I’m gon’ boast
Keep the tags on my clothes

[Post-Chorus]
In the kitchen cooking Reggano
I grip the K, get to brackin’ ‘lil ho
You gon’ need more than a napkin, ho
I’ma pull up, leave the casket closed
Actin’ ratchet with a ratchet ho
I need some brain from a ratchet ho
Slurp on my dick, bitch, Danimals
Show me that you a animal

[Verse 1]
Shoes super rare, VVS, solar flare (Yeah)
Chopper like a magic trick, make ’em disappear (Yeah, yeah)
Getting crystal clear, realest nigga in the area
I see some scary niggas, but I’m scarier
Bitch, I’m a dog, Juice WRLD terrier
Shoot him in the brain, that look terrible
I told his mom, the news was unbearable
I wanna embarrass you, walk in the back and embarrass you
I spent five thousand on tennis shoes
I’ma pull up on his avenue, grrah, grrah, grrah
Shoot a few times, yeah, that’ll do
Left like ink on my hands, new tattoo
Used to do Xans in the back of the classroom
Now I’m too rich, off the Percs, feelin’ radical
And shotgun’ll tear ’em in half like a decimal
.40 with a dick, show you what the erection do
Shoot up your section, cardiac arresting you
Taking your revenue
That heavy metal will stick you like a cracker sticking to they schedules
Only wanna fuck on a bitch if she yellow
Used to play the quarters like a motherfucking cello, yeah

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[Chorus]
I got dirty soda with no coaster
She do coke, no Coca-Cola
Where she from? She say, “The coast”
She get wetter than a boat
That lil’ ho gon’ do the most
In that pussy, I’ma float
I’m gon’ brag, I’m gon’ boast
Keep the tags on my clothes

[Verse 2]
Yeah, ball like 2K, shorty
This coat, it cost two-K, shorty
Okay, but she cracked like Lupe shorty
Spanish girl like Guadalupe, shorty
My gun bisexual, I shoot ya shorty
I’m on a pedestal, I got authority
These nigga my sons, I need Maury
Playin’ with my guns, these ain’t toys
All them day one homies you claim is day one
Them there is not yo boys
I heard what they was they sayin’ when you wasn’t in the room
They try to plot and destroy
I go to war with the opps, I pull up on his block
And they watchin’ my missiles deploy
Sippin’ the syrup while I load up the gun, go berserk
Make him jerk like a reject, boy
Gucci all over my V-neck, boy
My gun a thot, it’ll neck that boy
F.N’ll disrespect that boy
Yo lil’ bitch’ll wreck my boys
Fuck her from the back, she makin’ noise
Dick in her mouth, can’t hear her voice
I got the sauce like a packet of soy
Pockets be lookin’ just like a morgue
Bet you never seen me drip this fuckin’ hard before
Bet you never seen me fuck 23 broads before, in one night Anything is possible, off of the Molly, I put that on my life
Uh, fuck ’em then shoot up a party

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[Chorus]
I got dirty soda with no coaster
She do coke, no Coca-Cola
Where she from? She say, “The coast”
She get wetter than a boat
That lil’ ho gon’ do the most
In that pussy, I’ma float
I’m gon’ brag, I’m gon’ boast
Keep the tags on my clothes

[Post-Chorus]
In the kitchen cooking Reggano
I grip the K, get to brackin’ ‘lil ho
You gon’ need more than a napkin, ho
I’ma pull up, leave the casket closed
Actin’ ratchet with a ratchet ho
I need some brain from a ratchet ho
Slurp on my dick, bitch, Danimals
Show me that you a animal

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