Kash Doll, Coach Joey - LOL lyrics

(Check the score) hah, yeah
(Gangsa Grizzillz) back on Dexter
KD (What up, nigga?)
Let's kick this shit, Joe
Shout to Coach Me Joey (What up?)

Graduated class at boss school
I got that degree (Woo)
I been on my chill shit today
I'm rockin' Gallery
Meditate with money in my hand
Stop distractin' me (Ayy)
I'm not no A&R
I ain't tryna hear you rap to me
(Get the fuck on)

Bitch, I ain't your nigga, quit harrassing me
(Get the fuck on)
Everything a hater say get back to me (Hah)
I'm about to say a joke, don't laugh at me
(Don't laugh)
I heard Joey goin' broke, that's blasphemy

Rollies don't tick, that's a false alarm
Nigga (Ayy)
Diamond link hittin'
That's without the charm with it
(That's right)
Ferrari so fast through the whole bar, nigga
Nigga, I got hypothermia
You see my arm glistenin' (Ayy)

I done bought so many kit's, nigga, add me up
(Add me up)
I'll treat a Barbie like a Cynthia
Piston game courtside, Mason, flick me up
(Flick me up)
You finally got your first ten
This my hundredth one

I'm in Florida for a good time
Tearin' down Weston (Ayy)
Ain't no flash sale, let
Me cash that collection, ayy
Put my lil' sister on my tab
We ain't separate (Nope)
Havin' receipt wars with my friends
We be flexin'

When that drop-top G Wagen drop
I'm tryna cash one naw, bro, that's mine
You gon' have to catch the next one
That shit don't even come in AMG
I need the fast one
I'ma paint mine rose gold and
Have the best one
Look, I said Keisha grabbed the
White AP and she didn't
Man, this shit borin'
I'ma pass that shit to
Kashton when I'm finished (Here you go, son)
It ain't really 'bout the watch
It's really 'bout the boss that's in it
Joe, who you talkin' to?
I was already winnin' (My bad)
Put a car floor in my crib, fuck a dealership
(Ayy) to catch me in the grocery store
You gotta have a membership
I can tell you don't like money
You like simple shit
I can't even bring you in my circle
You be stealin' shit

Diamonds got the papers like I'm
'bout to get divorced (Woo)
Runnin' through some jewelry
I done turned into a sport (That's right)
Shuttin' stores down, when I shop
They lock doors
Your credit score don't even say your number
It say "poor" (Your poor ass)
A nigga whole life be a
Lie and y'all believe it
That Urus cool and all
How much they taxin' you to lease it?
(How much? Taxin') brag about a bitch that
Can't even dress decent (What? Ayy)
Man, I be sittin' back laughin' like Jeezy
(Dramatic, nigga)

Fuck wrong with you? Fuck outta here
I keep laughin' at y'all
Niggas tryna catch up
That's what you heard, nigga what happened?
I gave you a chance fuck with me