Coach It DaBoii

[Intro]
Damn Dooey made this one
Shout out my nigga Synco

[Chorus]
Don't ask me if we on the beef, we fasho is
Got too much on my mind I can't get off, how I'ma focus?
My brother tired of forties in them knots he want the four nic'
I feel like I been in the game too long now I can coach it
Don't ask me if we on the beef, we fasho is
Got too much on my mind I can't get off, how I'ma focus?
My brother tired of forties in them knots he want the four nic'
I feel like I been in the game too long now I can coach it

[Verse 1]
I pull up to the function to the neck and leave with your bitch
Like I had one up top bitch I was loaded when I wrote this
Big body, everybody staring when I yoke it
My bitch swear that she Miss know-it-all but she don't know shit
I'm in the club sipping Wok, you niggas pouring liquor
Niggas'll hate you 'cause they bitch be choosing, niggas more than bitter
You smoking Purple Punch in a Runtz baggie, what you rolling nigga?
Y'all paddling different directions, why you rolling wit' 'em?
Naw I ain't passing you this here, I'm to the neck with this
I can't rock with them guns that ain't all black, they think I'm prejudice
Opps think we forgot about the beef but we just preppin' it
Ain't gon' lie them crackers know the truth but have no evidence
You gotta watch yo' niggas they the ones that be the jealous-ist
And bitch I got it all from juice to pills tell me your preference
And I'm always shitting on my exes on some extra shit
Bullets spreading faster than Corona and you catching 'em