Coach of Da Year (feat. 100kTremi)

I got them bands
Like it's a parade
Coach of the year

We making them plays
They know that we hot

So they throwing shade
I feel like bear glizzy
Im stuck in my ways

That hair pen trigger
Will never get shaved
Them vvs pointer in my cartier

I started a wave like im at a game

We gone bacc broke
Now that we paid

Share them h*** just like a pizza
Racc yeah on young dreek
Don't need no visa

All my b***** bad they like
Some divas man I fucc that hoe

One time before I leave her tho

I can't show no love that no way
Sometimes I kiss me racks

And call the money bae
I know a niggas envy everyday

That AR15 ya gone keep dem
Out my way

Never showed love to the kid
But it's cool cause I swear
Your b**** just did

My heart so cold like I got it
Out the fridge don't get no

Pork no we not fucking
With you pigs

Gotta stay down on my ten
Cause nigga really don't

Wanna see you win the hate so real
And the love is so pretend

They broke my heart
When they gave my bro ten

Free the gang

I got them bandz like it's a parade
Coach of the year

We making them plays
They know that we hot

So they throwing shade
I feel like bear glizzy
Um stuck in my ways

That hair pen trigger will never
Get shaved them vvs pointer
In my cartier

I started a wave like I'm at a game
We gone bacc broke

Now that we paid

Share them h*** just like a pizza
Racc yeah on young dreek

Don't need no visa

All my b***** bad they like
Some divas man I fucc that hoe

One time before I leave her tho

I like designer spend
Fifteen hundred on sneakers

Nigga play set it off queen latifah

I'm with the shit crack your head
Like it's easter

Dem nigga hating I can see dem
From the bleachers

And still free the gang gang
Sipping lean like it champagne

Pop these perky just to maintain
Pop these perky just to ease the pain

A lot these nigga gone switch up
When it crunch time these nigga Gone bitch up

And I'm still throwing that six up
In the studio with no lights

But my jewelry got it lit up

Weed strong like set up

Blow it all at the pin up
I know these nigga out to get us

But I gotta keep that heater
Came a long way from a two setter

Now I'm pull up in a beamer

I got them bandz like it's a parade
Coach of the year

We making them plays
They know that we hot

So they throwing shade
I feel like bear glizzy
Um stuck in my ways

That hair pen trigger will never
Get shaved them vvs pointer

In my cartier

I started a wave like I'm at a game
We gone bacc broke
now that we paid

Share them h*** just like a pizza
Racc yeah on young dreek

Don't need no visa

All my b***** bad they like
Some divas man I fucc that hoe



Credits
Writer(s): Rodriquez Strickland
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