Coupe

Bitch my Pai ain't Quagen today, Me and mines, saving the game

You and yours been labeled a lame

Sleep in the club, still making it rain

Drop a lil the dub, they snatching your chain

Niggas be losing they mind with this fame

I turn every loss to a gain, Slut out your hoe, that's a 808 thang

I got racks in, pussy, yes I do, It's fucking her in my sleep

Fasho, I fuck on top ten hoes, like all my hoes elite

I just now hit the Lakers game, the court was under my feet

They nervous cause that dog around, they let me out my leash

Jump out the coupe, Jump out the coupe

Jump out the coupe, Jump out the coupe

Jump out the coupe, Jump out the coupe

Jump out the coupe, shoot out the coupe

With a Whole Lotta What

Jump out the coupe, shoot out the roof

I might Jump out the house, I got Balenci my shoe, nigga

Yo bitch wanna fuck me too, that ain't nothing new

I ain't never upped a dub, nigga, pockets full of blues

I might take drugs and mix them up today

I might buy a plug and hit the interstate

This bitch want a rich hug, she think that I'm the bank

Ever since I started pouring mud, I just don't walk the same

I just don't talk the same, I just don't think right

I hope I see you in the afterlife

The doors on the coupe look suicide

You know I gotta get my bag right

I can tell these niggas lived a sad life

You ain't never seen no bands, that's why you mad, huh

I think I want the lamb truck, just to pop out on Sunday

You gon' have to get your racks, nigga you gone had to do it one way

Aye I swear this bitch so bad, but she's a good escape

I'm so high out my mind, I don't know what to say

Jump out the coupe, Jump out the coupe

Jump out the coupe, Jump out the coupe

Jump out the coupe, Jump out the coupe

Jump out the coupe, shoot out the coupe

With a Whole Lotta What

Jump out the coupe, shoot out the roof

I might Jump out the house, I got Balenci my shoe, nigga