Oso Heavy - Coach Prime (feat. Bundy Yardie) Lyrics

I got the tool on me like Manny
I got the G Lock in my britches it'll choke slam a nigga like Randy
Yeah I got the pole on me don't panic
I got a bad bitch when I get her home I knock it put the park like Sammy
Yea I'm tryna get lil mama out her panties
I hit from the back damn it's outstanding
I'm smoking on a Backwood wit my pinky in the air gotta nigga feeling fancy
I was in Daytona on the 12th floor catching views from the Atlantic
These niggas need a chair know they can't stand it
Bro swiped for a brick damn he a bandit
I'm havin Ps still serving grammies
Remember I was trapped out at my granny's
I came from food stamps, Section 8, nigga I was young ain understand it
I jumped off the porch and I ran it up this shit just happened ain have to plan it
And my big brother hit my line say he got the Ps yea they just Landed
I bet I get the pack and make it vanish
Yea im still trapped out f*ck a Grammy

Trap it out we tryna go make it happen
I still can move imma 2 faced bandit
Bitches in love wanna eat me like candy
See cause dis one girl I dun blocked her and vanished
Gotta stop hyping hoes just to come out they panties
I'm normally known for my risks and chances
I'm from the ghetto but still leave it fancy
I know that ya see me you peeping and glancing

This shit off the head nigga like Finesse
Long live Take I used to be finessing
Yea I got the trip nigga ain wrestling
And I beat the case nigga what a blessing
I'm mixing Karo, Xans, and Prometh all in a Theraflu tryna sell it
I cut that shit hard tryna stretch it
I got that shit gone you can bet it
My dawg in da pound nigga free Fetti
Det shit on da ground nigga let's get
I make da bitch get it off da floor
Yea I make it rain nigga like confetti
You plotting on me you better be ready
I'll leave ya shit lookin like spaghetti
These niggas rat know they gone tell it
I'm in ya bitch dreams like Freddy

Niggas won't get the picture they paint the wrong image
My partner gettin commas while still doin a sentence
Lace up my shoes lately I been trippin
Payin my dues hit my knees and repenting
And I can't be a fool if I'm finessing them
I seen so much weight ain walked in a gym
They watching my moves and creating a film
Has a stick in da car and went out on a limb
I'm grinding, balling, riding round wit a whatchamacallit
Nigga play imma blow ain stalling
Rest in peace to my brother I wish he'll call me
My bihh rare and yo bitch like sum Jordan's
Seen everywhere but the places important
Business man I suit up and then forces
You would think I was dressed up for court.

And the only way I'll stab my nigga in the back if I had to pull the knife outta mine
Talmbout you slime boy you outta line
Niggas still slidin niggas still dyin
I'm outta sight nigga outta might
Nigga twistin fingers all on da net he prolly thinkin bout the wrong signs
He outta loop he ain see the signs
Yea I get the loot ain even tryin
Damn I miss Riggs long live Slime
Nigga try me hope he know he dyin
Ain even got insurance nigga fish fry em
It's go be a Go Fund Me page
It's go be another niggas mama cryin
RIP shirts in a line
And my youngins on go nigga Coach Prime