Coach (feat. Hollywood Vaugn)

He throw that package so I run it up the middle Shawty bad Twenty grand This shit is simple Stack it up and count it up Then we living like we civil Her body soft it got me fucking on them pillows What do we do coach What do we do coach Dammit my ice froze Damn it my ice is cold I be the type to call Smoking on Marley that tropical F*ck it we buy mall Bout that life, we bread to ball Bout that life I'm fucking them bitches like twice Money be selling like rice Rap up the scene, I'm nice Flipping the kite Got them bitches They booking the flight Her body is right F*ck it she give a Hell of a night Bang bang Drop top corvette Money like I'm Norbit Take the package from the warehouse Then we sort it Everybody getting money That's what coach said Now we sipping hella bottles of the Dulse Smoking louder then earthquake Steady grounded and we ok Man we stack it then we vacay I'm so icy like a cold tray I'm so focused I need mo pay stacking and stacking it Imma get it taking over like Where is your captain I threw that package And she ran it up the middle Shawty bad twenty grand Man shit is simple He throw that package so I run it up the middle Shawty bad Twenty grand This shit is simple Stack it up and count it up Then we living like we civil Her body soft it got me fucking on them pillows What do we do coach What do we do coach Dammit my ice froze Damn it my ice is cold I be the type to call Smoking on Marley that tropical F*ck it we buy mall Bout that life, we bread to ball Keep that hammer on my waist I know my angel right beside me Sail around i'm dripping Pull up smoking on a palm tree Fucking on this hoe While he outside and he knocking Baby f*ck for coke, she know her nigga cannot cop it Smoking these beats easy Smoke on your mans tv I cannot blend, i'm from the land, niggas get smoked for treason Run it up, Double up Pulling commas out of sons trust Bad vibes and the leg choke Yea, Yea, Yea Twelve know i aint saying nothing Triple vibe like Scottsdale Just caught a play used cash app Baby fucking me good She said to keep it on the low Niggas dont want no smoke Niggas now they choke Got niggas that's running the line New ice on my watch about time My ice gotta make it to july On the bottom to keeping it dry Sayiboy got the blunt for the ride Broke her heart when i told her goodbye Making plays like a giant im safe on Smoking purple on the bird like a raven, yea He throw that package so I run it up the middle Shawty bad Twenty grand This shit is simple Stack it up and count it up Then we living like we civil Her body soft it got me fucking on them pillows What do we do coach What do we do coach Dammit my ice froze Damn it my ice is cold I be the type to call Smoking on Marley that tropical F*ck it we buy mall Bout that life, we bread to ball