Put Me in Coach ft. Kirblagoop Lyrics

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Do, do, do, do, do, do

Do, do, do, do, do, do, do

I be from the down

I be from the down

And they know I'm gone

Oh, oh, oh

Boy I shoot like Kirb

They don't know about Kirb

Boy I shoot and I hit they head

Don't miss dome

Bitch I got ten bitches in the back

I'm the last

All hoes giving head, make the fucking pussy clap

Yeah they know how I rock, hit metal with the Glock

I'ma let the thang spray, I'ma let the Glock pop

Yeah, headshot, headshot, headshot

Bleed blocks, bleed blocks, bleed blocks, bleed blocks

Falling block, catch you on my turf

Whack, hit you with the K, know that Kirb love to murk

A1 with that rap shit, A1 with that trap shit

Fuck rap, I run trap, fuck rap, I sell crack

That's the real fuckin' talk, that's that real bullshit

Love this life I live, shout out to my hood bitch

One double O, to the day I go

One deep, all these other rappers out here hoes

Why these boys play the game when they on the sideline

Why they think they in the game when they on the sideline

Doing mad fuckin' donuts in a Wendy's parking lot

Run a hater over even if he's standing in the crosswalk

Pull up next to ya boy, let the flag drop

I smoke more dope than those white boys from Compton

Got muscle tees on every time I hit the gym

But that's about never, so mind your fucking business

Gotta meet up with your bitch around six for some dinner

Trap angel from heaven, turn righteous from a sinner

Got batches and batches of better than you used to

Not tempted to let you indulge or discover

What Beans got on this track or any of the others

On the scene like meth stings, with police undercover

Your bitch looking happy, she's smiling, she laughing

I took her to my house, proceeded to tap it

Trap game ecstatic, puffin' on magic

Two bullets in the chamber, hope both whiz right past ya