Space Coupe by Duvy
Space Coupe by Duvy

Space Coupe

Duvy * Track #1 On Forthcoming Duvy Album

Space Coupe Lyrics

Lawyer money in stash
I'm makin' it happen, [?]
Free my bros out the feds
Woe going schiz', he need his meds
Suit and ties, pickin' casts, who's next to die?
Up next, who's next to slide?
Space coupe, all in my bag, are you confused?
I brought a bag, I ain't going to school
I know he ain't died, but he made the news
She say, "Duvy, you so melodic"
"You always stylin', do you got a stylist?"
Got me smokin' the Za', you bring exotic
Tell me how you feel, let's talk about it on a island
In so deep, what started this?
You feel like murder a part of him
Hold my pills in your Prada bag
Hit couple bitches, I ain't called them back
All in my nerves, need to stop that
Throwin' it back, I can't hold back
I ain't had shit, have the most cash
I seen bricks, what you know about that?

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