COACH

So much cash in my pocket I got cache
Shawty yea you better give me neck if you got bad face
You can't be around me looking hungry yea that's bad taste
Girl you know everything about me but my last name
I'm Allergic to a broke bitch
Double up my funds you can't coach this
What I wear first class You can't coach this
If it's up then it's stuck ima turn it to smoke pit

I've been cooking so much caught a sprain on my left wrist
I've been stepping so much that I went a made a new dance
Might send a nigga packing just like post stamps
We gon send a bullet down the middle like a quick slant
I done bagged the work so fast it feel like I got six hands
Feel like Ed, Edd, and Eddy man I got a hundred scams
Hate when niggas walking outside with like a hundred mans
Seen shit fly, what the fuck I ain't see your mans

You ain't got a thousand
Then you niggas ain't really trapping
Feds listening but that ain't the only bugs In the mattress
There's pounds in the safe choppers, slugs in the mattress
The way my niggas whip we gon need some hard hats
I came up from the bottom I ain't never going back bitch
I can show your how to cook I learned that shit from my last bitch
Ask about Pk bet they know across the atlas
If there's a problem I call tef and he gonna make a nigga backflip
Damn I ain't suppose to say my shooter name
Why I'm tripping like I don't got a starting five anyway
They can talk shit on my name he can die any day
And I've been holding all these racks that my thighs start to ache
All this money On my mind bitch my mind bout to break
Bitch don't ever ask where I'm going she know I'm in the bank
And if there's racks in the house then the grass gon have snakes
I put it on the line like a nigga in a race
Double G
It ain't for Gucci it's for Griddy
5500 when I'm coming through your city
You ain't even gotta ask you know Casey he be with me
I told my bro that'll die before I change about a bitch
And Niggas better stay up in they lane because the renting I
And we Shoot up in the whip couldn't see that bitch was tinted
Every day I wake up I think about Nah and Emmit
I'm with Turb in this bitch it's like I'm boosting up the engine

So much cash in my pocket I got cache
Shawty yea you better give me neck if you got bad face
You can't be around me looking hungry yea that's bad taste
Girl you know everything about me but my last name
I'm Allergic to a broke bitch
Double up my funds you can't coach this
What I wear first class You can't coach this
If it's up then it's stuck we gonna turn it to smoke pit