Coupe

[Chorus]
I'm in the coupe sipping Faygo
Boo'd up with your sluts and your main ho
We onto runnin' the top and you bang low
Got tears you shot up givin' halos
You don't fuck with me, why you saying 'hey' though? (Yeah)
Doubted a nigga, now I'm seeing fame slow

[Verse]
I'm with the clique, nigga, twenty six
I want the cheese, nigga, fuck a brick
I wanna live in the Hills, nigga, fuck a bitch
I will not slip over, took a blick
Was just talking shit, now they on my dick
Getting too rich to be hitting licks, yeah, yeah
Getting too rich to be hitting licks
Getting too high, we shoot out the roof
Tripping in broad day like I'm boof
Hit up thirty seven, TMG its cool
Cemetery damn I'm shining, its the truth
CD on my back
Bitch, I keep a stack
Bitch, I keep a— huh, what?
Bitch, I keep a rack
On me, yeah
Yeah, yeah
BK, shit

[Chorus]
I'm in the coupe sipping Faygo
We onto runnin' thе top and you bang low
You don't fuck with me, why you saying, "Hey," though?
Doubted a nigga, now I'm seeing fadе slow
I'm— I'm in the coupe sipping Faygo
We onto runnin' the top and you bang low
You don't fuck with me, why you saying, "Hey," though?
Doubted a nigga, now I'm seeing fade slow
I'm in the coupe sipping Faygo
We onto runnin' the top and you bang low
You don't fuck with me, why you saying, "Hey," though?
Doubted a nigga, now I'm seeing fade slow