2-Good - Coach

Bitch chill out if I lose it ima pop a bitch
Pulled up wit 16 stojakavic
I'm not yo nigga I'm yo coach Greg popovich

Hit twon for the percs I'm tryna knock a bitch
Tell the truth to these hoes and you can dawg a bitch
Passed the hoe to my dawg that's a lite assist
Getting money doing drugs what my life consists

Step to me but the attempt ain't end towell
Like I work at Taco Bell giving hard shells
Cookie bowl wit a zemi it smoke so well
Grabbing drank is the only time I fw 12

Come here bitch ion need you I just want you
You ain't better than my zemi not even a fronto
You got my money well I need it like pronto
This real life niggas thinking shit grand theft auto

She ain't gon eat me so we eating on separate checks
Can have a bus full of bitches like we on next
I can't trust nun of these hoes so it's safe sex
Bitch think she my main you like fifth at best

Niggas falling out over nun cardiac arrest
Stupid bitches follow the rainbow for that treasure chest
I can only show you once then you got the rest
I pour a four sip it slow I ain't Jahvid best

I pour a four sip it slow tryna fight my sleep
Sorry ma can't quit now I'm in too deep
I see em looking hella hard like he a enemy
So we approached him then he turned into a frienemy

I'm not your lover lil baby this shit like Billie Jean
I thought I told you before I only chase the cream
I can tell he a rat by how he smell the cheese
To be a stand up guy like me not even in yo dreams

Bitch chill out if I lose it ima pop a bitch
Pulled up wit 16 stojakavic
I'm not yo nigga I'm yo coach Greg popovich

Hit twon for the percs I'm tryna knock a bitch
Tell the truth to these hoes and you can dawg a bitch
Passed the hoe to my dawg that's a lite assist
Getting money doing drugs what my life consists

Written by:
Jieran Lowry

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