Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Coach Cartier’ by A$AP Ferg. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of A$AP Ferg or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
Yeah, rainbow shot my wrist
Rainbow shot my wrist
Rainbow shot my wrist
Rainbow shot my wrist
Rainbow shot my wrist
Rainbow shot my wrist
Rainbow shot my wrist
Call me Coach Cartier
Call me Coach Cartier
Rainbow shot my wrist
Rainbow shot my wrist
Call me Coach Cartier
Call me Coach Cartier
Rainbow shot my wrist
Rainbow shot my wrist
Call me Coach Cartier
Call me Coach Cartier
Rainbow shot my wrist
Rainbow shot my wrist
Call me Coach Cartier
Call me Coach Cartier
Rainbow shot my wrist
Rainbow shot my wrist
Your bitch gon’ die for the dick
She spend mad time with the kid
Rainbow shot my wrist
She make them titties twitch
Adidas done gave me the check
Go in Tourneau, cop Rolex
Your bitch obsessed
Thumb in the butt, yes!
Come and just f*ck with the set
And we’re buckin’ the TEC when my niggas is vexed
They be protecting your neck
Ice bucket challenge baguettes
Those are not Margiela
Hol’ up I’ll do you one better
Rainbow shot my wrist
Watch them diamonds glist
Call me Coach Cartier
Call me Coach Cartier (ah-what)
Rainbow shot my wrist (ah-yeah)
Rainbow shot my wrist (ah-Dexter)
Call me Coach Cartier (ah-what)
Call me Coach Cartier
Rainbow shot my wrist
Rainbow shot my wrist (ah-Dexter, ah-what)
Call me Coach Cartier (ah-whoah, Rainbow)
Call me Coach Cartier (ah-what)
Rainbow shot my wrist (Rainbow)
Rainbow shot my wrist (ah-Dexter)
Call me Coach Cartier
Call me Coach Cartier (ah-what)
Rainbow shot my wrist (ah-what)
Rainbow shot my wrist (ah-yeah, Dexter)
Call me Coach Cartier
I get that money them diamonds my ear
Wait, a rainbow shot my bitch
Huh, got diamonds my diamonds gon’ glisten
Wait, I’m in the trap with Ferg
Fucking your bitch and I’ll tell her to swerve (I did)
Huh, I can’t trust this bitch (I do)
Run up on me then I’m uppin’ my stick
Yeah, wait, they callin’ me Dexter
Yeezy my feet I don’t wear no Margielas (I don’t)
Huh, I make it rain no umbrella
Huh, I f*ck her friend now she jealous (ah-Dexter)
You know I don’t care what she tell them
I ship ’em off, they yeah they floppin’ like feathers
Wait, raindow shot my bitch (ah-what)
Draco but me and you know I don’t miss
Dexter
Call me Coach Cartier
Call me Coach Cartier (ah-what)
Rainbow shot my wrist (yeah, ah-Dexter)
Rainbow shot my wrist
Call me Coach Cartier
Call me Coach Cartier
Rainbow shot my wrist
Rainbow shot my wrist
Call me Coach Cartier
Call me Coach Cartier
Rainbow shot my wrist
Rainbow shot my wrist
Call me Coach Cartier
Call me Coach Cartier
Rainbow shot my wrist
Rainbow shot my wrist