In The Coupe

Hoppin’ in the coupe Sprintin’ to the booth Gotta spit my truth And tell these people what I do And tell them who I am I’m the man wit' the plan  Jean Claude Van Damme They can’t stop the man  I’m the big homie  Second comin’ of Kobe  Purple ribbon  Gold heart when I’m spittin’ Bein' better missions  I’m the competition  So either way I win I’ll never lose again  I put that on that set Richland County on my back You see the Salters tat I always carry that My cross is quite heavy But I pull it like a chevy Built Ford tough  Dodgin' losers is a must  In God I only trust Stay away from lust  Leave haters in the dust  And rise above the smoke And let the corpse rust Ok, see I give the best of me Easy money snipin', dawg   Shoutout KD I’m a dawg on the beat Not a soul can guard me I’m as nice I wanna be Silent threat from the 3 Layup pack, Kyrie Jelly fam by demand  Left or right wit' my hand That boy is really really good I’m talkin' 'bout a couple bands  Wrist watch or marchin' clan Halftime classic  I’m a wizard wit’ the magic  Magician wit’ the pitchin’ I close the game wit’ ease Ain’t no walk-offs on me  Pennant winnin’ Salt  Got the trophies in the vault  You know I paid the cost I sacrificed my twenties Now I’m sittin’ on a billy  I’m really rich, you feel me Disgusted that I’m modest But I'm humbled by the process  Unimpressed by my progress I’m the fuckin' Loch Ness