Coupe by Eddy I.
Coupe by Eddy I.

Coupe

Eddy I. * Track #4 On UploadED

Coupe Lyrics

[Verse One]

She heard about the name from her friend
They living in the city. (aw yeah)
Body on a whole nother level
Small waist big titties. (aw yeah)
I see you in that bright blue skirt (yah)
She like my words
Hands on her hips I be feeling on her curves
Come into the whip, tell them other bitches swerve

Promise babe you'll be hooked (yah yah)
When I go in it
She holding on my arm when I'm reaching for the door and shit
She like “5 more minutes.”
Aw yeah

I stopped putting money in the mattress
I be getting these checks
Stacking hella cash
I could never be stressed
Whisper in her ear nigga sound like Keith sweat

And I was like hey, yah
Call me when you on the way, yah
Remember shawty used to dub me
Now she tryna ride the wave, yah
I been at it for a long time
I ain't ever tried to play, yah

Hold crowns for my hometown when it go down
So go ahead and tell them other niggas slow down, woah

I ain't finna stop for second
So keep up. Yeah
You ain't been hot on a record
You need us. Yeah
I be with the squad it's a blessing
Rolling with the dogs get to steppin'
Yeah you got some broads but you checkin' in for us
So it don't mean much

[Hook]
Cause I be steady running on the east side
My team right
So what you finna do?

Shawty wanna come into the sweet life
Well, green light
I pull up in a coupe

And you don't really know about me right?
She like, "nigga you cute."

I be outside, all day. Whole crew
Breath fresh ride, always. So new

She be like
Ohhhh ay ay ay ah na na
Shawty wanna ride yah yah
Let her feel the vibe yah yah

I be like
Ohhhh ay ay ay ah na na
Pull up in the ride yah yah
Make her feel alive yah yah (yah yah)

[Verse Two]

I just do work get paid. (Paid?)
And it go together. (yah)
My nigga SI all day (all day)
And we roll whenever

You know the boy stay with the ether
Cause now these niggas tryna hit me for a feature
They don't even try to chill with me either
Boy you must've took a pill in Ibiza
(hey)
A nigga earned stripes, like Adidas
(hey)
Steady running on the track like sneakers
(hey)
Dressed in all black like a preacher
(hey)
And I'm rollin' with a queen like latifah

You ain't fuckin' with the kid then you mental
I'm known in my city cause I rip an instrumental
Niggas brag about the cash but they whipping in a rental
You can take it all away, a nigga still be living simple, uh

Most y'all got no practice (practice)
A nigga got a method to the madness (madness)
Young boy stay living lavish (lavish)
And you can see I'm rolling with the baddest, yeah
Money disappear like magic (magic)
I can be a different kinda savage
Hell yeah I be throwing bitches on the mattress
The Mailman. yeah, I be delivering the package

I'm off of the chain
Nigga watch how I flex (flex)
Ice on my wrist
Got the golds on my neck (on my neck, now)
They like how I get to the dough, to the check (to the check, to the)
Niggas know
Cause they show him respect

[Hook]
Cause I be steady running on the east side
My team right
So what you finna do?

Shawty wanna come into the sweet life
Well, green light
I pull up in a coupe

And you don't really know about me right?
She like, "nigga you cute."

I be outside, all day. Whole crew
Breath fresh ride, always. So new

She be like
Ohhhh ay ay ay ah na na
Shawty wanna ride yah yah
Let her feel the vibe yah yah

I be like
Ohhhh ay ay ay ah na na
Pull up in the ride yah yah
Make her feel alive yah yah (yah yah)

(yah yah yah yah yah yah)

[Verse Three]

Remember when I had to hide out, hide out
Yo a nigga poppin' right now right now
Niggas used to play, used to get up in my face
Let em do that shit today
Mothafucka lights out. (lights out nigga)
I been on the wave
Tell me where ya hype now
Went and got a chain
Then you went and Wiped Out
Said "you living in a dream
Little homie pipe down"
Boy you speaking to the king
Where the fuck is my crown

I been doing this before y'all SoundCloud bitches
Now you wanna roll like you bout that business
Buddy I been in control of the town, that's vision
Now you on my dick, tell me now how is it

They know I'm the shit, they just ain't wanna admit it
Till they see a nigga poppin' and accumulating digits
Yeah, they used to crack jokes
Thinking niggas wouldn't listen
Now they tryna find a way to go and get in my position. Quit the bitchin', now

They ain't see it coming, it's a crash course (crash course)
Different kinds of problems nigga fast forward. (woop)
They tell me grow up
Then they end up with kids
All I'm saying is be careful what you ask for. (yah)
Different colored money and a passport. (yah)
Different color women and a bag, Lord. (hey)
On the way up shit sucked
Even though I lost tons
Guaranteed I made back more

Coupe Q&A

Who wrote Coupe's ?

Coupe was written by Eddy I..

Who produced Coupe's ?

Coupe was produced by J. Glaze.

When did Eddy I. release Coupe?

Eddy I. released Coupe on Thu Sep 27 2018.

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