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COACH K Video (MV)




Performed By: 5SB Corn & 5SB Silk
Language: English
Length: 1:41
Written by: 5SB Silk




5SB Corn & 5SB Silk - COACH K Lyrics
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Punch a flight to KC like I'm Jojo
(Aye Corn this shit hot!)
I was broke as hell, ain't nobody come to sign my cast
Hit & run, she like "f*ck you with yo lying ass"
Way I been showing my ass why you think I like to sag?
Catfishing ass bitch how you find my ass
Girl you slow as hell thinking you gone get yo feet licked
You came here to do one thing and that's eat dick
He sent the first Zelle, finna hit em with the remix
She asked for some head, sorry I don't eat fish
Gang just brought like 12 chops, finna bend with 10
Apple watches hitting got me feeling like Ben with 10
Snakes in the grass? Yeah okay lemme trim the ends
Ruth Chris tomahawk steak, tell em trim the ends
Meeting with the plug, 3rd floor APT 5
Make sure it's no witnesses before you start a crime
Sometimes the rope gotta break before you start to climb
Okay I might could do some, if we talking chime
I been outta sight, and on yo bitch mind
We been cooking grease, finna start a fish fry
Blues on me walking with the dead like I'm Rick Grimes
MJ with the 23, hit em six times
Crystals up in brodie chain look like a eighth of meth
Take a pussy nigga out the game, atleast you played yo best
Shooter some like a yoga mat, nigga made to stretch
When you see some arms shake, I ain't make a bet
Nigga
When you see some arms shake, I ain't make a bet
Toll after toll after toll lemme take a stretch
My bad we been road running
Fans streaming me out in France, never had a show
Saks Fifth catching right hooks, got em at the ropes
Got his ass blew fast he was acting slow
Bitch I feel like Coach K I been stacking pros
Bitch
My nigga Corn made this bitch nigga
Damn this shit hot!
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English

Punch a flight to KC like I'm Jojo
(Aye Corn this shit hot!)
I was broke as hell, ain't nobody come to sign my cast
Hit & run, she like "f*ck you with yo lying ass"
Way I been showing my ass why you think I like to sag?
Catfishing ass bitch how you find my ass
Girl you slow as hell thinking you gone get yo feet licked
You came here to do one thing and that's eat dick
He sent the first Zelle, finna hit em with the remix
She asked for some head, sorry I don't eat fish
Gang just brought like 12 chops, finna bend with 10
Apple watches hitting got me feeling like Ben with 10
Snakes in the grass? Yeah okay lemme trim the ends
Ruth Chris tomahawk steak, tell em trim the ends
Meeting with the plug, 3rd floor APT 5
Make sure it's no witnesses before you start a crime
Sometimes the rope gotta break before you start to climb
Okay I might could do some, if we talking chime
I been outta sight, and on yo bitch mind
We been cooking grease, finna start a fish fry
Blues on me walking with the dead like I'm Rick Grimes
MJ with the 23, hit em six times
Crystals up in brodie chain look like a eighth of meth
Take a pussy nigga out the game, atleast you played yo best
Shooter some like a yoga mat, nigga made to stretch
When you see some arms shake, I ain't make a bet
Nigga
When you see some arms shake, I ain't make a bet
Toll after toll after toll lemme take a stretch
My bad we been road running
Fans streaming me out in France, never had a show
Saks Fifth catching right hooks, got em at the ropes
Got his ass blew fast he was acting slow
Bitch I feel like Coach K I been stacking pros
Bitch
My nigga Corn made this bitch nigga
Damn this shit hot!
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Writer: 5SB Silk
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