Smoke In The Coupe

Huh, it's getting smoky in the coupe

Lordl forgive me, but I'm riding with the chopper too

I got my baby girl but I keep a side piece too

The devil in my ear telling me I better shoot

Ash out the window let the smoke come out the roof, huh

(Let the smoke come out the roof)

(Ash out the window, let the smoke come out the roof)

(Let the smoke come out the roof, huh, yeah, huh)

Look

I buy my bag, I'm never late, I'm on my way now (I'm on my way now)

You front the work, I ship it out, I'm getting paid now

The niggas I was cool with really starting to hate, huh

I slap a 30 on a 40, make you lay down

Struggled all my life, little bitch, I thought you knew that (I thought you knew that)

Don't put up with no lies, little bitch, I thought you knew that

I'm self-made, I'm so paid, I'm in the blowback

I tell you that we getting money, but you know that

40 Glocks and extended clips

Serve a knock, then I hit your bitch

Hustle hard 'til I'm hella rich

Hustle hard 'til I'm in a Benz, yeah

Phones, I got two

One for the load and one for my boo

Smoking a coupe

Feel like the man when I'm thumbing the blow, huh

It's getting smoky in the coupe

Lord forgive me, but I'm riding with the chopper too

I got my baby girl, but I keep a side piece too

The devil in my ear telling me I better shoot

Ash out the window, let the smoke come out the roof

Yeah, she look good, she look better with me

Now that I'm gone, don't know that she want me

I got too much people who want it with me

Every time that she's with you she's fiending for me

Go in and scrap but she tell you she's mine

Smoking the blunts while I'm holding the nine

Hoes? I got two, chops I got two

Shit that I flex, man, I swear that it's mine

Don't fuck with suckers, the bag I secure

New bitch so bad man my ex insecure

Feds still be watching so I disappear

I go to the South when I'm feeling the near