In the trap making plays like a quarterback
I could f*ck the market up bring it back
Told her she could roll my blunt she said im cool with that all black coupe engine in the back a a
Ya the engine in the back a only f*ck if that bitch ass is fat aaaa a
And you know i keep a strap a bitch this my car but i sit in the back aa
I be colder than a frigidaire she wanna f*ck inside the bathroom aint no windows there
Ima f*ck all in my diamonds i dont really care and if i drop the addy ya i bet youre hoe be there
A and louis getting richer and richer and all of my diamonds be glistening
And all of these bitches be on me but ima just swerve them
Cause im stacking digits a lil bitch get top in a coupe then im dipping
Cause louis shads they the hater blockers got them vs
They might really blind you with a hundred bands up in the louis satch
So used to trapping dont need to rest
But kicking shit like its socker watch me whip a whole damn brick betty crocker
Got racks under the mattress i dont need no safe locker i just hit this stain a
And if im smoking on that 93 you know i not passing like brett farb
I just pass it touchdown whats rey happen
Im about to jugg this 50 pack and make it back like magic thinking so much
Got my head hurting book of youseff tragic
But i just sit back double cup sip this act lil bitch and this a f type it aint no seats in the back
In the trap making plays like a quarterback i could f*ck the market up
Bring it back told her she could roll my blunt
She said she cool with that all black coupe engine in the back a a
And you know i keep a strap a bitch this my car but i sit in the back a
Gwan Vuitton - Black Coupe (feat. Uncle Dyl) Lyrics
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In the trap making plays like a quarterback
I could f*ck the market up bring it back
Told her she could roll my blunt she said im cool with that all black coupe engine in the back a a
Ya the engine in the back a only f*ck if that bitch ass is fat aaaa a
And you know i keep a strap a bitch this my car but i sit in the back aa
I be colder than a frigidaire she wanna f*ck inside the bathroom aint no windows there
Ima f*ck all in my diamonds i dont really care and if i drop the addy ya i bet youre hoe be there
A and louis getting richer and richer and all of my diamonds be glistening
And all of these bitches be on me but ima just swerve them
Cause im stacking digits a lil bitch get top in a coupe then im dipping
Cause louis shads they the hater blockers got them vs
They might really blind you with a hundred bands up in the louis satch
So used to trapping dont need to rest
But kicking shit like its socker watch me whip a whole damn brick betty crocker
Got racks under the mattress i dont need no safe locker i just hit this stain a
And if im smoking on that 93 you know i not passing like brett farb
I just pass it touchdown whats rey happen
Im about to jugg this 50 pack and make it back like magic thinking so much
Got my head hurting book of youseff tragic
But i just sit back double cup sip this act lil bitch and this a f type it aint no seats in the back
In the trap making plays like a quarterback i could f*ck the market up
Bring it back told her she could roll my blunt
She said she cool with that all black coupe engine in the back a a
And you know i keep a strap a bitch this my car but i sit in the back a
I could f*ck the market up bring it back
Told her she could roll my blunt she said im cool with that all black coupe engine in the back a a
Ya the engine in the back a only f*ck if that bitch ass is fat aaaa a
And you know i keep a strap a bitch this my car but i sit in the back aa
I be colder than a frigidaire she wanna f*ck inside the bathroom aint no windows there
Ima f*ck all in my diamonds i dont really care and if i drop the addy ya i bet youre hoe be there
A and louis getting richer and richer and all of my diamonds be glistening
And all of these bitches be on me but ima just swerve them
Cause im stacking digits a lil bitch get top in a coupe then im dipping
Cause louis shads they the hater blockers got them vs
They might really blind you with a hundred bands up in the louis satch
So used to trapping dont need to rest
But kicking shit like its socker watch me whip a whole damn brick betty crocker
Got racks under the mattress i dont need no safe locker i just hit this stain a
And if im smoking on that 93 you know i not passing like brett farb
I just pass it touchdown whats rey happen
Im about to jugg this 50 pack and make it back like magic thinking so much
Got my head hurting book of youseff tragic
But i just sit back double cup sip this act lil bitch and this a f type it aint no seats in the back
In the trap making plays like a quarterback i could f*ck the market up
Bring it back told her she could roll my blunt
She said she cool with that all black coupe engine in the back a a
And you know i keep a strap a bitch this my car but i sit in the back a
Writer: Deuan Shaw
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