Coach Walt Lyrics

Sat on the bench they just made me the coach

Run me the bread I'm talking the loaf

A plug to a socket sell bricks on the low

A plug to a rocket get me at the store

The water is magic the underground flow

They saying big walt you switched the whole flow

Maybe it's me but maybe the hoes

Keep me some secrets don't nobody know

Selling the features they come by the low

And with every sell a piece of my soul

Break a hoe down I bring out the pole

And beat from the back I beat her real slow

Check out my game and check of my flow

Look to the right that's my nigga Beau

Pockets real stacked I keep me some cho

No snakes in the grass it gotta get mowed

She doing that white ain't talking no snow

They ask for loan how much do ya owe

Niggas get hot and they think they gone blow

But nigga you not got niggas like no

That bitch is a bop and always on go

I think you the opps and I gotta go

Or maybe the cops still I'm gone roll

Black mf he look like a crow

Back now he ducking don't shoot at the floor

Pat like Mahomes a 50 yard throw

Back when I'm home they put on the show

Can't impress me you filthy ass hoe

Can't undress me you smell like gotcho

Ass on loop I'm ducking them pole

Truth is she loose and she gotta go

Feel like them tigers I brining the Geaux

Fucking with me I beat ya like Joe

Jack when I'm cooking got pots on the stove

And bricks in the oven I'm selling that Oh

Back to the reference I'm talking bout Joe

I feed ya to lions my niggas some hoes

Bussing ya down so go strike a pose

Bus ya to school so gone wipe ya nose

Necking me down done curled up the toes

Done did it so good put niggas on froze

I'm over here thinking I guess you suppose

You up then you down the highs and the lows

He rocking them shaqs I'm asking what's those

Taylor no Port know how that shit go

Swing for the top gone link with the pros

She getting real nasty I think that she know

Oooh she so nasty and she gone get chose