[Intro]
Coach me, Joey
[?] made the beat, baby
[Chorus: Coach Joey]
It is what it is, I can't trip for what it’s not
Lil brodie say I'm trippin, 'cause I love you like my Glock
Baby said she love me too, but if I die, is it gon’ stop?
She hate it when I'm in the hood, she always tell me that it's hot
Baby girl want me to chill, she know I just spinned on an opp
She get tipsy off a shot, think she a drinker, but she not
When we fuck, our eyes lock
I think she like it when I watch
Said her ex did her dirty, I'm a treat him like my opp
[Verse 1: Coach Joey]
Don't ask about no other bitches, on the [?] I never speak
Me and you is really real, I use them hoes to get [?]
Show you how to build a bag, we gon' bust it down the middle
Let's invest and use some grams, and we gon' start you up a [?]
You in school, I pay for it
Gotta sharpen up your mental
I can’t [?] with you, baby, what? You tryna get me [?]?
Do I love you? Yeah, a little
But my heart been [?]
I might fuck you from the back, and put your face inside the pillow
On the move shooting plays, I let you count it while I drive
If them boys get behind us, bae, don’t panic, it's alright
Put this stick in the box, the money right beside it
[?] they can’t search without a warrent
[Chorus: Coach Joey]
It is what it is, I can't trip for what it's not
Lil brodie say I'm trippin, ’cause I love you like my Glock
Baby said she love me too, but if I die, is it gon' stop?
She hate it when I'm in the hood, she always tell me that it's hot
Baby girl want me to chill, she know I just spinned on an opp
She get tipsy off a shot, think she a drinker, but she not
When we fuck, our eyes lock
I think she like it when I watch
Said her ex did her dirty, I'm a treat him like my opp
[Verse 2: Lola Brooke]
Send pictures to your messages, delete the whole thread
He a deman in the streets, but a freak in the bed
Keep him out of trouble, and I keep him well fed
I'm your new drug, take a break from the meds
They say you be trippin, 'cause you love me like your Glock
I don't send subs, I send shots
Better tell them how I held it down when you was locked
Instead of busting at your opps, come home and bust up in [?]
Know you in the streets, I ain't OK with it
But I ain't got a choice but to tell you to stay dangerous
Baby got good aim, but [?]
I always wanted to fall in love with a gangsta
[Chorus: Coach Joey]
It is what it is, I can't trip for what it's not
Lil brodie say I'm trippin, 'cause I love you like my Glock
Baby said she love me too, but if I die, is it gon' stop?
She hate it when I'm in the hood, she always tell me that it's hot
Baby girl want me to chill, she know I just spinned on an opp
She get tipsy off a shot, think she a drinker, but she not
When we fuck, our eyes lock
I think she like it when I watch
Said her ex did her dirty, I'm a treat him like my opp
