Black Mail

Lyrics

[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'?