Coupe (feat. Sy Woodz)

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Coupe
I pull that bitch out the lot wit my gang, kno the guys finna shoot (on god)
She wanna see me, ain't wastin no time, take a honey pack like I'm winnie the pooh
Watch what you post on the gram they be federal, tell all my dawgs not to give em a clue (at all)
Smokin opp pack, bitch I'm geeked in the stu
Shit, yea bitch you know what I do
I'm poppin my shit with a capital P like I'm payne (like I'm payne)
Slime you out if you speak on my name
I make shawty cream like my name was Wu Tang (like I'm tang)
And she luv when I f*ck on ha brain
You wifin that hoe that aint part of the game (at all)
Off that porch I got use to that rain
The coupe got no ceilings I call this bitch wayne, red guts outside cocaine
Op
Said I fell off luh bitch stop, Doing the dash f*ck the cops
Cooling me off I'm too hot, Uppin this bih hit yo block (pop yo shit twin)
You know that we spinning that shit (pop yo shit twin)
Tellin me how I dont luv, I put that shit on, it don't matter just take me a pic (take me a flick)
Ms daisy benz aint pose to be doing 140, don't matter this bitch gotta kick (skrrtt)
And I'm sippin diana aint tryna be clean (hell no)
That aint za I ain't tryna be mean (nah, nah, nah, nah)
Addicted to benji's, I'm sum like a fiend (them grants)
And I'm itchin to put on my team
24 hit 8 of niggas like bean (Kobe)
Sacramento we go up the beam
My money stand tall, we call it yao ming (tall as f*ck)
And I don't give a f*ck, if a nigga wanna speak on my name then he leavin wit trauma
Luh kellio don't do no drama
The whole fit is thrifted, I got this shit out rag-o-rama (I put that shit on)
Hoped in bombing shit like osama bin laden
Push up to the function like jack, shi whats poppin (shit wusspoppin)
Them bitches bullshit, we call they ass stalin
Don't like pre owned foreigns, aint a option
And this aint bout coupes, yea man that bitch got hella mileage (on god)
Coupe
I pull that bitch out the lot wit my gang, kno the guys finna shoot
She wanna see me, ain't wasting no time
Take a honey pack like I'm winnie the pooh (pop yo shit twin)
Watch what you post on the gram they be federal, tell all my dawgs not to give em a clue (at all)
Smokin opp pack, bitch I'm geeked in the stu
Shit, yea bitch you know what I do (yea bitch you know what I do)
I'm poppin my shit with a capital P like I'm payne (like I'm payne)
Slime you out if you speak on my name
I make shawty cream like my name was Wu Tang (like tang)
And she luv when I f*ck on ha brain
You wifin that hoe that aint part of the game (at all)
Off that porch I got use to that rain
The coupe got no ceilings I call this bitch wayne, red guts outside cocaine
The windows was tinted, can't see what it's lookin like
I been mixing codeine with a lot of sprite
I saw your bitch and now she's gettin hit tonight
When it comes to the rest of my crib tonight
Bitch we got Glocks, so why would we hit tonight
Glocks, Glocks, Glocks, Glocks
Bitch its lil Sy, open up the pit tonight
Bitch, inside, I got all of my grind
They was hatin' but not takin' mine
That's your bitch, couldn't tell by the signs
Niggas better read between the lines
I was outside when niggas was not
Fuckin shit up, ain't whippin no pot
They like Sy, I need you a lot
Not givin shit out, not even no aux
Niggas pussy not on no damn block
I swear that I don't control that shit
And I'm walkin around town with a coolin kit
Got a bad ass bitch and she suckin dick
Made a movie with her, it's a porno flick
And I swear to God, she got some big ass tits
I wit kel, and I swear that we sprayin' shit
Ha, ha, layin' shit, yeah
Coupe
I pull that bitch out the lot wit my gang, kno the guys finna shoot
She wanna see me, ain't wasting no time
Take a honey pack like I'm winnie the pooh (pop yo shit twin)
Watch what you post on the gram they be federal, tell all my dawgs not to give em a clue (at all)
Smokin opp pack, bitch I'm geeked in the stu
Shit, yea bitch you know what I do (yea bitch you know what I do)
I'm poppin my shit with a capital P like I'm payne (like I'm payne)
Slime you out if you speak on my name
I make shawty cream like my name was Wu Tang (like tang)
And she luv when I f*ck on ha brain
You wifin that hoe that aint part of the game (at all)
Off that porch I got use to that rain
The coupe got no ceilings I call this bitch wayne, red guts outside cocaine

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