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mad af - coach k lyrics

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[intro]
i’m getting geeked when that mary go round
ashes like burial grounds
he want some smoke then i’m staring him down
the lord gon carry him now
yea

[chorus]
don’t play that n*gga songs
that sh*t trash as f*ck yea yea
i take a basic b*tch
and now she had as f*ck
bout money i’m taxing the action
tell ‘em add it up
i pimped that n*gga b*tch now he mad as f*ck yea yea
don’t play that n*gga songs
that sh*t trash as f*ck sh*t
i take a basic b*tch
and now she had as f*ck ooh yea
bout money i’m taxing the action
tell ‘em add it up
i f*cked that n*gga b*tch now he mad af yea yea

[verse]
i f*ck on that b*tch wit my brothers i’m balling like lonzo ball
f*ckin these b*tches in the condo
pass her to blockaye like rondo
i pass her no looking no peeking i’m rocking a blindfold
she’s wanna cuddle her time gone
speak for the b*tch yea her mind gone
i’m like a diamond you rhinestone
green diamonds my ice they timestones
lowkey no really i’m rich
no loki i’m feeling this b*tch
told da hoe she my reflection
sophia and tom in this b*tch sylvie
wallahi he try me i’m bombing this b*tch ahki
black n*gga taxing uncle tom in this b*tch
glock tote the hammer i’m arming this sh*t
prince? i’m the king you my son and sh*t
when i kick it off no returning the sh*t outta there
don’t speak on phones no conversation
cell towers give you situations
10k a month for my obligations
i drive the car you think that we racing
n*ggas hate they instigating
speaking up for the vestigation
repeating what you heard b*tch n*gga don’t say sh*t
calling them names thats implication

[chorus]
don’t play that n*gga songs
that sh*t trash as f*ck yea yea
i take a basic b*tch
and now she had as f*ck
bout money i’m taxing the action
tell ‘em add it up
i pimped that n*gga b*tch now he mad as f*ck yea yea

don’t play that n*gga songs
that sh*t trash as f*ck sh*t
i take a basic b*tch
and now she had as f*ck ooh yea
bout money i’m taxing the action
tell ‘em add it up
i f*cked that n*gga b*tch now he mad af yea yea
[verse 2]
you simp over b*tches
you clowning buying em hair you buyin em hair
then a n*gga like me gon f*ck her and pulling on ha hair i’m pullin her head yea
i might look a lil crazy baby but please don’t stare take a photo baby
my sister just laugh at you b*tches the game ain’t fair the game ain’t hardly fair
ima show you i’m that n*gga
bentley coupe no gorilla
black on my lip like i’m hitler
want the hoe i’ma hit her
drop ya lo ima hit ya
black and gold no steelers
robbers k!llers
everybody i know they grimy villains
stand by yourself n*gga pride pillage
neva missa lost he is not hendrix

pulled up in a rng
skirt off in a srt
shirt off in a mob
got dirty sauce and i’m full on e
them benjamin’s ain’t gon play bout me
100 n*ggas gon lay bout
ion give a f*ck what you say bout me
you gon have to slide to the a bout me
you gon have to slide to the a bout him
cooking these n*ggas wit a apple like tim
big ass f on the side of the rim
twoface n*ggas like canaan and slim
hunnid 50 pounds jumped straight out the gym
drowning in water like a n*gga can’t swim
pass me the rock went straight to the rim
blew up on n*ggas like un john kim
coach k n*gga i am not one of them
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