Lyrics:
Said I’m couped tryna get closer to you lil baby You got my head screwed up Don’t know what I’m gonna do without you Lil baby I’m too stuck Must be
Back with another one Sye K, T.V Uh, where you at What's up, time to burn 'em up T.V. shit Uh Bitch I been couped Like it's a two seater yeah you
Couped up double R im leaving saks Safe bigger than a car full of racks Imma pop out in a falcon lax Take care a my folks imma big flex Couped up
them VVS stones (if I let you go, no) Couped in the 'Bach or the Rolls (if I let you go, no) She gon' profit everything I taught (if I let you go, no)
them VVS stones (if I let you go, no) Couped in the 'Bach or the Rolls (if I let you go, no) She gon' profit everything I taught (if I let you go, no)
them VVS stones (if I let you go, no) Couped in the 'Bach or the Rolls (if I let you go, no) She gon' profit everything I taught (if I let you go, no)
you go (oh), damned if I let you go (no) She gon' rock them VVS stones (if I let you go, no) Couped in the 'Bach or the Rolls (if I let you go, no)
[Chorus: Jackboy] On the road from London, couped up with a Z3, yeah Got a four or som', tryna come kick it with me, yeah Big Glock cocked on 'em,
Couped out wraith, I just copped an eighth, there ain't no debate, I just caught a case Couped out wraith, I just copped an eighth, there ain't no
Couped up swoosh in ma nikes Baby girl say she love me No hesitation I'm pipin No versace no gucci Couped up swoosh in ma nikes Baby girl say she
Dark times everybody subsides Despite the sunrise everybody gone cry Inside young nigga couped up inside All my mental state does is decline Dark
smell blow, blow, blow (remix) Count it up, count it up, count it up, I get more, more, more (count up) Space couped up, can't go slow, slow, slow
Couped up like a vampire suckin on her neck Take her to the blood bank she writin out my check Suck that bitch dry no I do not leave a speck Turn
Pop a perky, my face numb, aye Pop a perky, my face numb, aye Aye Popped a perky, my face numb, aye Shordie on me wanna fuck, aye Coupe'd up with a bag,
Tonight's all mine, tomorrow I'll sleep I want to hear a band with a country sound Well, I've been couped up all week long I've been workin' my fingers
Don't wanna see you by yourself, by yourself By yourself, by yourself, by yourself We on a drive, looped in Two seat ride, couped in Who gon'
Don't wanna see you by yourself, by yourself By yourself, by yourself, by yourself We on a drive, looped in Two seat ride, couped in Who gon'
can get Up out my way Couped up in my room in the corner not coming out today Goin through depression I just pop a couple pills when I feel like this
Uh yeah I’m couped up with a semi Young handsome rich, everything I can be Ya hoe out here tryna give me sloppy toppy Now you calling all your mans
Nigga I ain't running But nigga I'm gone Been feeling real couped up gotta leave home Won't forget about the niggas Who kept me in my zone But I
couped now I'm off of my leash I was waitin' for the day it would work out for me I was so stupid 40 couldn't see The only way to make it was to grab my
ain't gone They on the roof now He say he turnt up In that bitch and they swoop down I'm tryna pull up like a ghost baby Baby couped out On my way
I was feelin couped up No sun, no flowers, and no reason to take the roof off Each day I felt rough, in dismay But here comes May Goin outside
Gravitational pull I'm always so couped up in this room I wonder if you think about me too My thoughts are carried off onto the moon Party hard they
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