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bandgang lonnie bands – coach lyrics

[intro: bandgang lonnie bands]
huh, crank it up
crank it up (ayy)
huh, crank it up
i think the feds listening

[verse 1: bandgang lonnie bands]
huh, hey, coach bandman
unemployment ain’t no real f+ckin’ scam, man
my baby with the spoof spoof
probably took the whole pension from your f+ckin’ granddad
f+ckin’ with them checks too, profile the phone jack
she said, “i wanna s+x you,” baby, where my loan at?
baby, where your clothes at? i ain’t even on that
i told lil’ baby hit the head, put it on your bald cap
batter up, a thousand grams, lonnie ’bout to track that
now everybody neph’ rap, man, where you n+ggas’ roll at?
where your flip phone at? where your custos at?
mines in the mountains, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout no brokeback
my auntiе shot the needle in her back, shе gon’ find a vein
my unc’ stopped smokin’ crack, he said that sh+t is not the same
that’s a d+mn shame
so i introduced him to this d+mn crank
[chorus: bandgang lonnie bands]
hey, hey, i could coach you
phil jack’, i could coach you
bill belichick, i could coach you
my baby, i could coach you
b+tch, i’m worth a million on the low, you ain’t know?
talkin’ ’bout some motion
b+tch, i’m every wave, yeah, the scene in the ocean
you ain’t never seen a young n+gga this focused
talkin’ ’bout a plug
b+tch, i’m with the chemist and the grower
i’m on my ninety+ninth run
ran through a hundred pounds with this leaf blower

[verse 2: glockboyz teejaee]
come on
i got my cleats, my helmet, and my jersey on
in the field, 1911, you know what i be on
i be tapped in with k!llers, we ain’t makin’ songs
i ain’t no coach, take him out the game, that boy gone
what i look like going broke just to get fresh?
i ain’t even know this b+tch for thirty minutes, she gave me neck, ayy
n+ggas be dyin’ in that field, i can’t relax
i came across a real plug, he gave me some work, i brought it back, n+gga
sh+t, i had to get focused
when i mix that lean with the percs, feel like i’m floatin’, n+gga
i make money every day ’cause i got motion
say she tryna take a risk, i told her put it on the floor then, yeah
man, all this money, it keep comin’ in
look, i ain’t scared to use my gun, i’m really one of them
man, i f+ck hoes and put ’em out, her friend like, “why you even f+ck with him?”
and we gon’ k!ll you too, we hearin’ that you f+ck with them
[chorus: bandgang lonnie bands]
hey, hey, i could coach you
phil jack’, i could coach you
bill belichick, i could coach you
my baby, i could coach you
b+tch, i’m worth a million on the low, you ain’t know?
talkin’ ’bout some motion
b+tch, i’m every wave, yeah, the scene in the ocean
you ain’t never seen a young n+gga this focused
talkin’ ’bout a plug
b+tch, i’m with the chemist and the grower
i’m on my ninety+ninth run
ran through a hundred pounds with this leaf blower

- bandgang lonnie bands lyrics

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