Daboii – Coach It Lyrics

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

[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
[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 2]
When you enter in my house, shoes off in the crib
I seen niggas have it all and lose it all to a bitch
I can't gamble with my life and lose it all to a snitch
So I swing back door lil' Joe boy it's all in your wrist
Team full of fly guys how we all in your shit
And my clip full of lead, put it all in your lip
My whole heart on this shit I ain't calling no quits
Nigga want me on his song it's gon' cost you a grip
This chain look nice around who neck? You sound retarded boy
Get yourself in something you can't get out of, nigga start DaBoii
I got some shit that bark, you got some shit that make a farting noise
Ooh I love to take me niggas bitches leave a heart destroyed
And don't ask me who I'm with, I'm with the gang gang
Too much in my head just floating around, how I'ma maintain?
Like a nigga had a four point something, been on my A game
You kissing on her, she low-down and dirty, what a shame shame
[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
On the gang

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