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otm - long live the coaches lyrics

[intro: blue pesos]
(viper)
(by kona)
(ayo, zed, turn me up, though)

[verse 1: blue pesos]
i put in time for this sh_t, can’t no n_gga take my spot
i was cosigned by the ruler, that’s exactly why they hot
2020, flippin’ couches, now it’s crazy i be rappin’
i’m serious, no label, really made a hundred thousand
snakes creepin’, so keep the door shut, these n_ggas weenies
we don’t see him, but let a n_gga tell that he be thuggin’
you got a problem, say it with your chest, n_gga, don’t mumble
i done parlayed with millionaires at places they ain’t invite you (sh_t, for real)
so let’s be real, can’t no n_gga tell me nothin’
i don’t talk if you ain’t stеppin’ how i’m steppin’
speak on ketchy or thе don, go on and behead him
n_ggas got the money but be broke in they spirits
vvs dancin’, b_tch, this fourteen karats
f_ckin’ bein’ humble, i ain’t really tryna hear it
lay down on a hater raid fool in my payment
ain’t sh_t finna change, b_tch, p forever trippin’ (sh_t)
independent, double digit checks clearin’
i’m a trendsetter, shot caller, n_gga, come and talk to me
i’ve been havin’ evil thoughts lately, cold devil walk with me
if i drop this hundiddy on his block, i might feel better
cash out on a foreign all benjies, no twenties
what’s next? let’s ask rami, audemar or skydweller?
she want my time, she can’t get it, all i wanna do is send her
she gon’ drop drawers and hundiddies just ’cause of my appearance, uh
[interlude: duffy]
sh_t
i’m sick of talkin’ to these n_ggas, at this point
n_gga
we do this everyday, this sh_t is regular, n_gga
who gon’ stop us? (sh_t)
alright, n_gga, you know the truth

[verse 2: duffy]
long live the coaches
let me find out where the opps at, we on ’em
sh_t, for surely, otm gon’ keep it goin’
back and forth for what? n_ggas know us, we was chosen
the cold devil on my shoulder, duffy gassin’
of course i came with pippy long, why you askin’?
too many opps alive, i don’t really feel like rappin’
i’m in a foreign with a foreign b_tch i’m smashin’
n_ggas know the truth, n_ggas know what they got comin’
n_ggas hoes, n_ggas rats, the f_ck it’s funny?
keep these weird n_ggas far from me, i don’t trust ’em
shot caller, can’t no n_gga tell me nothin’
crash dummys pull up on his block, we all for it
name one time you ever seen duffy runnin’
more lean, more drugs, more money
big loafy, all hundreds
chunky blower on me, n_gga, don’t be bluffin’
where would la be without the ruler? you don’t feel me
long live ketchy, we gon’ get it out the kitty
close that back door, i can tell these n_ggas envious
chops out, they like, “duffy, it ain’t that serious”
sh_t, this’ll put a n_gga out his misery
don’t push me, b_tch, i’m all about my benjamins
n_gga think he deebo, don’t consider it
silly billies in my rear, i left ’em in the wind
[outro]
ain’t no guns? that’s bizarre
n_ggas got necks, stincs run la

- otm lyrics

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