Coupe (feat. Southside)

Bitch my Pai ain't Quagen today, Me and mines, saving the game You and yours been labeled a lame Sleep in the club, still making it rain Drop a lil the dub, they snatching your chain Niggas be losing they mind with this fame I turn every loss to a gain, Slut out your hoe, that's a 808 thang I got racks in, pussy, yes I do, It's fucking her in my sleep Fasho, I f*ck on top ten hoes, like all my hoes elite I just now hit the Lakers game, the court was under my feet They nervous cause that dog around, they let me out my leash Jump out the coupe, Jump out the coupe Jump out the coupe, Jump out the coupe Jump out the coupe, Jump out the coupe Jump out the coupe, shoot out the coupe With a Whole Lotta What Jump out the coupe, shoot out the roof I might Jump out the house, I got Balenci my shoe, nigga Yo bitch wanna f*ck me too, that ain't nothing new I ain't never upped a dub, nigga, pockets full of blues I might take drugs and mix them up today I might buy a plug and hit the interstate This bitch want a rich hug, she think that I'm the bank Ever since I started pouring mud, I just don't walk the same I just don't talk the same, I just don't think right I hope I see you in the afterlife The doors on the coupe look suicide You know I gotta get my bag right I can tell these niggas lived a sad life You ain't never seen no bands, that's why you mad, huh I think I want the lamb truck, just to pop out on Sunday You gon' have to get your racks, nigga you gone had to do it one way Aye I swear this bitch so bad, but she's a good escape I'm so high out my mind, I don't know what to say Jump out the coupe, Jump out the coupe Jump out the coupe, Jump out the coupe Jump out the coupe, Jump out the coupe Jump out the coupe, shoot out the coupe With a Whole Lotta What Jump out the coupe, shoot out the roof I might Jump out the house, I got Balenci my shoe, nigga Yo bitch wanna f*ck me too, that ain't nothing new I ain't never upped a dub, nigga, pockets full of blues