Black Mail

[Intro]

(Coach me, Joey)

(RJ always trippin', man, RJ always trippin’, man)

[Chorus: Coach Joey]

I got so many bitches, I could sell a few (I could sell a few)

If you ask me for some money, bitch, I'm sellin' you (Get the fuck on)

I’m a boss, I don't ask, nigga, I'm tellin' you (Joey, on God)

Send that pape' when I ask or I'm blackmailin' you (On God)

I can pull up in a piece of shit and hit the baddest bitch (I can)

I been gettin' money since two-oh-ten, you can ask my friends (What up, though?)

You can ask them niggas back then how a nigga played it (Huh?)

Stayed down ’til I came up, why these niggas playin’? (Shit)

[Verse 1: Coach Joey]

Now I'm pullin’ up in what the fucks? (Yop), brand new bracelet, picked it up (Yeah)

Thirty pointers thanks to Hutch (Ah), I been countin' up so much (Swear)

I been chillin' for a minutе, huh? (Huh?), let me turn it up (Yeah)

I could'vе signed the whole city if I wanted to (No cap)

I done lost so much and got it back

Got a bad bitch with her body snatched (Woo)

I’m ducked off where the money at

What you make a year, I could double that (I can double that lil' shit)

Ayy, I got two hundred for a rainy day (No cap)

Keep that yeah with that naw, it's 'bout to rain today

[Chorus: Coach Joey]

Look, huh, I got so many bitches, I could sell a few (I could sell a few)

If you ask me for some money, bitch, I'm sellin' you (Get the fuck on)

I'm a boss, I don't ask, nigga, I'm tellin' you (On God)

Send that pape' when I ask or I'm blackmailin' you (On God)

I can pull up in a piece of shit and hit the baddest bitch (I can)

I been gettin' money since two-oh-ten, you can ask my friends (What up, though?)

You can ask them niggas back then how a nigga played it (Huh?)

Stayed down 'til I came up, why these niggas playin'? (Shit)

[Verse 2: Coach Joey]

I done made so many niggas rich and they done made me richer too

Every nigga with me got some pape', they don't know who is who

Every nigga with me got a chain, she don't know who to choose

Dracs inside, me and my guys, bitches love the crew

Bitches love me 'cause I rap, so I fuck 'em just for that

Niggas ride around with niggas, shit, I ride around with straps

Niggas hate me, that's a fact, got that bitch head in my lap

Got two 40s like a drunk, say my name and they gon' come

[Chorus: Coach Joey]

Look, huh, I got so many bitches, I could sell a few

If you ask me for some money, bitch, I'm sellin' you

I'm a boss, I don't ask, nigga, I'm tellin' you

Send that pape' when I ask or I'm blackmailin' you

I can pull up in a piece of shit and hit the baddest bitch

I been gettin' money since two-oh-ten, you can ask my friends

You can ask them niggas back then how a nigga played it

Stayed down 'til I came up, why these niggas playin'?