Cinnamon Coupe [Rough]

[Verse]
My lighter keep asking if I'ma dance with it
Flick it
Blunt simmering like a pan skillet
All these weak ass rappers proof that the mid selling
We tryna elevate the market, get some leverage in it
Get some lettuce with it
Croutons too
I could pull up dolo
Still beat your crew times two
My undercovers all white
You got on shoes for crews
And I'ma still catch you slipping
When you clock in at noon
Tekken 2 on the screen in my room
Playing with June
Took a handful of shrooms
And now I live in the groove
I take my motherfucking time
So I can come full bloom
I been a beast, dawg
I don't gotta wait for the moon
I make my own strategies
I don't wait for the move
I really need a living room
The same size as The Louvre
Rumors removed
We don't operate with the fools
Even before the quarantine you wasn't touch me, dude
Cinnamon coupe
GPS routed to Cinnamon Scoop
She down to crunch for the toast
Before the brunch comes through
Amongst us two
The zen like monks in the booth
It's Young Meezi too smooth
I just do what it do