"Coach Winter" lyrics

Yeah, aye, okay
Yeah, alright
Yeah, okay
Okay
[Imitating gunshots]
Alright, okay
Aye

Stiff arm to these niggas like Jon Dwyer
Scoring on these bitches like Jon Scheyer
I can't stop winning, bitch I'm on fire (yeah)
Feel like Kobe I might just retire

I might just retire, coach the game
Coach the game like I was Kiffin Lane
That's Lane Kiffin bitch, I be switching lanes
I be different strokes, different paints

Smoke a blunt I take it to the face, press Facetime
Young Winter post on the bassline, I post up
These niggas they do not know wassup
I don't front when I keep this shit a buck

Stiff arm to these niggas like John Dwyer
Scoring on these bitches like Jon Scheyer
I can't stop winning bitch, I'm on fire
I Feel like Kobe I might just retire