Coach Tev & Pat Ron - Pat in All Black

Yea yea yea
Turn me up son, yea
Ay
I wasn't ready yet
Gimmie a sec
Yea yea
COTY
Talk to me (Nicely Done)

Ay first name basis
Known in a couple of place
I'm in the spot with no specifications
Pull up I'll send the location
I'm getting back to the basics
Soon as I'm back from vacation
Yea it's my time I ain't wasting
I want it now I don't do reservations
They ask me "Why" and I ask 'em "Why not?"
I like my chances I'm good for the spot
Know she can't help it she like me a lot
She moving crazy she wanna get caught
Said she a foodie I took her to Rudy's it went to her booty like Vivica Fox
Made it to Ruins at 10 on the dot
Ordered a taco with Henn on the rocks
Playin to win I'm give what I got
I ain't got much but a stove and pot
It ain't my field but it feel like the block
The way I do numbers I'm pushing the rock
The way I do numbers I'm filling the stat sheet
Greater than Gatsby
No I'm not signing no tits so don't ask me
That was some shit that my girl had said last week
Okay
Dallas to Austin I'm back on the weekend
Smokin on loud pack baby I'm peaking
We goin up in this bitch til the lease end
Lit for no reason she was Norwegian, yea
Veteran season, audio reaching, play in all regions, yea
Ay it's passport shawty Suite Life of Zack and COTY on a bish

Ay
Back in the day I po' up
Hennessy til I throw up
Shit had my stomach to' up
So nowadays I just go up
Jay in the back gon roll up
Pat in the back in all black
All of my business intact
I'm bout my business like slacks
Back in the day I po' up
Hennessy til I throw up
Shit had my stomach to' up
So nowadays I just go up
Jay in the back gon roll up
Pat in the back in all black
All of my business intact
I'm bout my business like slacks

I just pulled up in scat
Glock .22 and it's black
I'm with my slime yeah my slatt
Spend that shit get it right back
All of my circle is hustlers and plugs my plug got more white than a frat
You niggas really be running in place it look like you first but you lapped
Yo bitch tryna sit on my lap but no I ain't Santa she making it clap
I keep the 4 on me I think that I'm Dak
I go get the racks and I'm making it stack
I'm pulling out tricks out my hat
These niggas be talking bout this and bout that
And I got another trick hid up my sleeve
It's Pat and the Coach had to run that shit back

Back in the day I po' up
Hennessy til I throw up
Shit had my stomach to' up
So nowadays I just go up
Jay in the back gon roll up
Pat in the back in all black
All of my business intact
I'm bout my business like slacks
Back in the day I po' up
Hennessy til I throw up
Shit had my stomach to' up
So nowadays I just go up
Jay in the back gon roll up
Pat in the back in all black
All of my business intact
I'm bout my business like slacks

Written by:
Nathan Perron, Tevyn Jenkins

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