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COACH

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Hip-Hop/Rap

COACH was released on April 24, 2026 by 2024 is my year as a part of the album COACH - Single

Song Details

AlbumCOACH - Single

Release DateApril 24, 2026

Label2024 is my year

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM70

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Perry J Caleb

Background Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Perry J Caleb

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Jaylap

Producer

Lyrics

I don't fuck with no ho, all that I know is chase a bag

Hundred rounds up out this bitch and you talk 'bout extended mag

Used to be up in a Maxima, now exotic Jags

Hold on bro, you know you tweakin', fuck you mean don't got no mask?

I just leveled up, buyin' everything like fuck a tag

Me and my brother comin' like Walter White from Breaking Bad

Screaming fuck 12, I don't give a fuck about a badge

We got JON JON on the mix, I know this hoe gon' be a smash

I been stackin' up paper like loaf, huh

I'm ballin' out just like a pro, huh

This bitch wanna fuck, I said no, huh

I punched the dick in her throat, yeah

I'm feelin' like Moneybagg Yo, huh

Know that I'm drivin' a boat, yeah

I make 'em play like a coach, oh

Wipin' ya nose like he did coke, yeah

Up in this bitch for the one time

People be loving my songs and my punchlines

Chain on my neck, you gon' die if you touch mine

Eatin' the beat like it's motherfuckin' lunchtime

I'm movin' dolo, I'm clutchin' on one nine

Caught him in traffic, he died at the stop sign

7.62S be hot like some hot fries

He dropped a diss, ended up on Fox 5

Like I paved the way I'm makin' a play

He tried to play, bet he feelin' the K

Send me a shot, it's green all day

Ballin' out like it was 2K

Don't fuck with a rapper, they ass too gay

I send me a hit like, my name Boucher, yeah

I make a play to the end

They call me G2, my shit extends

Bullets be big like they Donald Penn

Made me some money off this F&N

I call up Ndot, said pass me the gen

We let it flash like a motherfuckin' lens, ayy

People be love my word play

He dropped a diss, send him up where the birds stay

Brodie got caught on a Thursday

Went to the spital and died on the third day

I'm shootin' my shit Larry Bird way

He tried to play and won't make it through surgery

I'm sendin' a shot through your jersey

Fuck all the feds like doin' the hearse say

Her pussy be pink like Kirby

Guess this night be endin' in one way

Don't turn in this street, it's a one way

I'ma be poppin' with this shit one day

I bet I'ma win

Talk on my name, that shot what I send

I can't trust no one, they ain't my friends

Bet they gon' switch up for an advance

So I keep a gen tucked in my pants

People be dissin' and hoppin' on trends

So I made my own just so I can

If you wanna sign me, I need hundred grand

I just leveled up, buyin' everything like fuck a tag

Me and my brother comin' like Walter White from Breaking Bad

Screaming fuck 12, I don't give a fuck about a badge

We got JON JON on the mix, I know this hoe gon' be a smash

I been stackin' up paper like loaf, huh

I'm ballin' out just like a pro, huh

This bitch wanna fuck, I said no, huh

I punched the dick in her throat, yeah

I'm feelin' like Moneybagg Yo, huh

Know that I'm drivin' a boat, yeah

I make 'em play like a coach, oh

Wipe ya nose like he did coke, yeah

Bitch, fuck you talkin' 'bout?

Yeah, huh, I make 'em play like a coach, yeah

Yeah, wipe his nose like do coke, yeah

Yeah, fuck you talkin' 'bout?

Written by: Perry J Caleb

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