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Fendi Video (MV)




Performed By: Coach
Language: English
Length: 3:04
Written by: Mason Morel




Coach - Fendi Lyrics
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Come on, bitch
Yea we going no-auto on this track (no-auto on this hoe)
Ay (you know what it is)
Ay, yuh
I'm putting ice on my wrist, I remember the days when my bank couldn't handle that (yuh)
I just be spitting my shit in the studio, niggas be hating can't handle that (yuh)
And I just be making these flows, I go off, and niggas just really be getting mad (yuh)
'Cause they always wishing for shit I can do, but that's just the shit they can never have (no)
I put my team on, yuh, no I ain't getting no Fendi bags (no Fendi, no Fendi)
C-O-A-C-H, Coach, my team always rep, they remember that (yuh)
And all of my people they keeping a stick, if you tryna hit, they gon' hit you back (brra)
And I'm always keeping my phone up on silent, a nigga too busy, can't text you back (no)
Like damn, my life is a movie
I walk on the beat, I get groovy
Yo' Shawty just see my fit, like damn, that bitch wanna give me her coochie (bitch)
And niggas forgot I was going no-auto, but I could go hard either way (either way)
Remember when I had the braids (had the braids)
And now a nigga making waves (making waves)
R.I.P. to my niggas that died (R.I.P)
Loosing more than I care to explain (f*ck a gang)
And the flows that I spit it be hard (they be hard)
It never be sounding the same (not the same)
Been hard before the fame (bitch)
Been honing my craft, I've been grinding (yuh)
And now that I made it this far, I'll spoil myself, bust a watch with some diamonds (woof)
I'm putting ice on my wrist, I remember the days when my bank couldn't handle that (yuh)
I just be spitting my shit in the studio, niggas be hating can't handle that (woof)
And I just be making these flows, I go off, and niggas just really be getting mad (yuh)
'Cause they always wishing for shit I can do, but that's just the shit they can never have (woof)
I put my team on, yuh, no I ain't getting no Fendi bags (no Fendi, no Fendi)
C-O-A-C-H, Coach, my team always rep, they remember that (woof)
And all of my people they keeping a stick, if you tryna hit, they gon' hit you back (brra)
And I'm always keeping my phone up on silent, a nigga too busy, can't text you back (no)
'Cause I been on tour, I've been doing like shows, on shows, on shows, on shows (you know I be doing shows man)
I'm getting my cash up (cash)
I just be making the dough
Yo' Shawty just wanting my dick and she bending it over, she touching her toes
And I put the ice on my wrist (damn)
So cold nigga it froze (you know that shit froze man, come on)
I'm putting ice on my wrist, I remember the days when my bank couldn't handle that (yuh)
I just be spitting my shit in the studio, niggas be hating can't handle that (yuh)
And I just be making these flows, I go off, and niggas just really be getting mad (yuh)
'Cause they always wishing for shit I can do, but that's just the shit they can never have (woof)
I put my team on, yuh, no I ain't getting no Fendi bags (woof, no Fendi, no Fendi)
C-O-A-C-H, Coach, my team always rep, they remember that (woof, yuh)
And all of my people they keeping a stick, if you tryna hit, they gon' hit you back (woof, brra)
And I'm always keeping my phone up on silent, a nigga too busy, can't text you back (woof, no)
Ay, you know what it's man (woof)
I'm just doing my thing
Come on, bitch (woof)
I'm just going crazy, all types of shit (woof)
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Come on, bitch
Yea we going no-auto on this track (no-auto on this hoe)
Ay (you know what it is)
Ay, yuh
I'm putting ice on my wrist, I remember the days when my bank couldn't handle that (yuh)
I just be spitting my shit in the studio, niggas be hating can't handle that (yuh)
And I just be making these flows, I go off, and niggas just really be getting mad (yuh)
'Cause they always wishing for shit I can do, but that's just the shit they can never have (no)
I put my team on, yuh, no I ain't getting no Fendi bags (no Fendi, no Fendi)
C-O-A-C-H, Coach, my team always rep, they remember that (yuh)
And all of my people they keeping a stick, if you tryna hit, they gon' hit you back (brra)
And I'm always keeping my phone up on silent, a nigga too busy, can't text you back (no)
Like damn, my life is a movie
I walk on the beat, I get groovy
Yo' Shawty just see my fit, like damn, that bitch wanna give me her coochie (bitch)
And niggas forgot I was going no-auto, but I could go hard either way (either way)
Remember when I had the braids (had the braids)
And now a nigga making waves (making waves)
R.I.P. to my niggas that died (R.I.P)
Loosing more than I care to explain (f*ck a gang)
And the flows that I spit it be hard (they be hard)
It never be sounding the same (not the same)
Been hard before the fame (bitch)
Been honing my craft, I've been grinding (yuh)
And now that I made it this far, I'll spoil myself, bust a watch with some diamonds (woof)
I'm putting ice on my wrist, I remember the days when my bank couldn't handle that (yuh)
I just be spitting my shit in the studio, niggas be hating can't handle that (woof)
And I just be making these flows, I go off, and niggas just really be getting mad (yuh)
'Cause they always wishing for shit I can do, but that's just the shit they can never have (woof)
I put my team on, yuh, no I ain't getting no Fendi bags (no Fendi, no Fendi)
C-O-A-C-H, Coach, my team always rep, they remember that (woof)
And all of my people they keeping a stick, if you tryna hit, they gon' hit you back (brra)
And I'm always keeping my phone up on silent, a nigga too busy, can't text you back (no)
'Cause I been on tour, I've been doing like shows, on shows, on shows, on shows (you know I be doing shows man)
I'm getting my cash up (cash)
I just be making the dough
Yo' Shawty just wanting my dick and she bending it over, she touching her toes
And I put the ice on my wrist (damn)
So cold nigga it froze (you know that shit froze man, come on)
I'm putting ice on my wrist, I remember the days when my bank couldn't handle that (yuh)
I just be spitting my shit in the studio, niggas be hating can't handle that (yuh)
And I just be making these flows, I go off, and niggas just really be getting mad (yuh)
'Cause they always wishing for shit I can do, but that's just the shit they can never have (woof)
I put my team on, yuh, no I ain't getting no Fendi bags (woof, no Fendi, no Fendi)
C-O-A-C-H, Coach, my team always rep, they remember that (woof, yuh)
And all of my people they keeping a stick, if you tryna hit, they gon' hit you back (woof, brra)
And I'm always keeping my phone up on silent, a nigga too busy, can't text you back (woof, no)
Ay, you know what it's man (woof)
I'm just doing my thing
Come on, bitch (woof)
I'm just going crazy, all types of shit (woof)
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Writer: Mason Morel
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