Coach K - Bobby Portis Lyrics

Bitch you know we winning
Prize picks I been sinning
I look like a villain
And my twin won't stop grinning
Vamps in this bitch
Bitch we hangin out the ceilin
Crack da seal for me
Three.Five what I'm sippin

I put Gucci on her leggings
Givenchy on my chirren
Lately ima psychopath
Look ma I made a killing
Put some rank up on yo ass
You woulda thought it was a million
Put some rank up on yo ass
You woulda thought it was a million

HOW THE FUCK WE MADE IT HOOOOME
HOW THE FUCK WE MADE IT HOOOOME?

Woke up wit my jewelry on
Masked up wit a hoodie on
Watch yo step like what he on
F*ck buddy on

Oh you ain't sold the dope yet? thats alright lil bro
Just give the work back you ain't gotta try no more
Slapped him in the head you ain't scared to die no more?
You was hot back then but it ain't yo time no more

Thought he got a p but I gave em OneThree
Ion need much just a spot and some fiends
Some dope and a cup and a bag and a scale
You doubled up ya money I can make it times twelve

Shout out Bobby Portis
I got high tolerance
Shout out Bobby Portis
I got high tolerance
Saw my cousin runnin
Ask no questions jump the fence
Pigs tried to get me I can't go out like no bitch
I won't go for shit like my transmission slipped

I just broke a brick got dem bands on my hip
Thought lil cuz was crip all these ccs round the crib
Ridin wit my steel case you niggas try to steal

Ridin wit my steel all night
You don't wanna fight
When I up it it gon slice
Feel like blade they gon call me coach snipes
Gucci trench coat
I put it on they gon bite
Rockin white on white nikes
This shit was passed down in my genes
Percocets and strippers boy i don turned into a fiend
She tryna tell me all her needs but she ain't on the team
I say my favorite color green cause i grew up in them leaves
I been steady rollin trees

I brought bama to the A
Screaming Polo on the stage
Youngins they insane
I been feeding off the rage
Pop out to the rave
Got this white bitch she my slave
This bitch made all As
But I got her slanging Ks


Bitch you know we winning
Prize picks I been sinning
I look like a villain
And my twin won't stop grinning
Vamps in this bitch
Bitch we hangin out the ceilin
Crack da seal for me
Three.Five what I'm sippin

I put Gucci on her leggings
Givenchy on my chirren
Lately ima psychopath
Look ma I made a killing
Put some rank up on yo ass
Shoutout bobby portis i got high tolerance
Shoutout bobby portis i got high tolerance