Belichick (feat. AC3 Run It Up)

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Bitch I call the plays
Call me John Belichick
Yeah I call the plays
Call me John Belichick
Don't hit my phone
If you ain't tryna run a check
Ain't tryna run a check
I call the plays in the field
If we play we get 'em hit
Fourth and one
All my niggas down to blitz
Said she love me
I ain't really tryna kiss
F*ck her then I dip
Then I cross her off the list
Swear my K be spittin'
Yeah I think he got a lisp
Shotty got a kick
Pump and then I hit
I can't trust a nigga
I can always trust my wrist
I can move the pack
But make my money off a bitch
Tell me how she useful
I can't take her to the strip
Tryna conversate
I can't be friends with a bitch
(Friends with no... haha)
Heard he want the wok
Imma tax 'em for the script
(Tax em for the... yeah)
Heard he want the wok
Imma tax 'em for the script

Yeah he said he want that wok
So we go tax 'em for the script
I got thirty in this clip
Yeah this choppa make 'em flip
We eliminate the rats and clear the block
And the we dip
On harvard where it's bloods
But I be hangin' wit them crips
Fucked on a opp hoe
And left a pussy nigga pissed
Feelin' like my brotha juice
With all this ice up on my wrist
Niggas always actin' hard
But they be talkin' like a bitch
All my niggas bout that money
All my niggas gettin' rich
He too broke to pay his bond
We know he snitched when he got out
He went to meet the plug
But heard that switch when he got out
Can't f*ck that nigga bitch
Because she fienin' for that clout
That hoe might get to tellin'
Put that Nina to her mouth
Can't f*ck that nigga bitch
Because she fienin' for that clout
(Bitch I call the plays call me John Belichick)
That hoe might get to tellin'
Put that Nina to her mouth

Yeah I call the plays
Call me John Belichick
Don't hit my phone
If you ain't tryna run a check
Ain't tryna run a check
I call the plays in the field
If we play we get 'em hit
Fourth and one
All my niggas down to blitz
Said she love me
I ain't really tryna kiss
F*ck her then I dip
Then I cross her off the list
Swear my K be spittin'
Yeah I think he got a lisp
Shotty got a kick
Pump and then I hit
I can't trust a nigga
I can always trust my wrist
I can move the pack
But make my money off a bitch
Tell me how she useful
I can't take her to the strip
Tryna conversate
I can't be friends with a bitch
Heard he want the wok
Imma tax 'em for the script
Heard he want the wok
Imma tax 'em for the script

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