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Coup de Grace Video (MV)




Performed By: Jo
Length: 3:27
Written by: Joshua Owens




Jo - Coup de Grace Lyrics
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Its been a hell of a night
Yeah
Ima champion
I'm In my golden state
Niggas sick to they stomach
Too much hate on they plate
Warriors around me and we back to back like Steph and Klay
Anything I want I take, trust me
I don't hesitate
Ima champion
I'm In my golden state
Niggas sick to they stomach
Too much hate on they plate
Warriors around me and we back to back like drizzy drake
Anything I want I take
Trust me
I don't hesitate
Does my success bother you?
I see you're irate
Ain't even leveled up yet
I still got food on my plate
They seen the switched flipped
Playoff mode I activate
When they need me, I dominate
Take notes, Ima demonstrate
Stay in my lane
Aint never lost a foot race
A young black king
And to you, it's your grace
I'm in a good space
Base hit and I made it home safe
She said I'm hotter then Miami
More like Guadalupe
Your pride I intimidate
Not on purpose, touché
Cross you up, feel the heat, need a knee brace
It's been 10 years, niggas still in the same place
Stop while you're ahead
I'm the boss, el jefe
No false moves
I coordinate
No false moves
I orchestrate
No false moves
I obliterate
No false moves
Coup de Grace
Told yo bih she thirsty
She want my drip
She said it hit different, when you know it's legit
The smell of Creed Aventus
When I sweat
She lick it all off me
Bih didn't leave a drip
Ima champion
I'm in my golden state
Niggas sick to they stomach, to much hate on they plate
Warriors around me and we back to back like Steph and Klay
Anything I want I take, trust me
I don't hesitate
Ima champion
I'm In my golden state
Niggas sick to they stomach, to much hate on they plate
Warriors around me and we back to back like drizzy drake
Anything I want I take, trust me
I don't hesitate
Never losing my touch
It's All G stuff
Follow the bottles with the sparklers
Then you'll find us
We in the cut
Niggas full of lust
A feature I will not trust
Men will do anythinggggg
For a look
Perfecting their bluff
That's weak stunts
Tryna impress a chick that double dutch
That bitch a quick f*ck
Telling you she in love
But sliding in my dmsssssss
Tryna get plugged
Ima champion
I'm In my golden state
Niggas sick to they stomach, to much hate on they plate
Warriors around me and we back to back like Steph and Klay
Anything I want I take, trust me
I don't hesitate
Ima champion, I'm In my golden state
Niggas sick to they stomach, to much hate on they plate
Warriors around me and we back to back like drizzy drake
Anything I want I take, trust me
I don't hesitate
Its been a hell of a night
Yeah
Yeahhhhhh Yeahhhhhhhh
Hell of a night
Yeahhh Yeahhhhhh
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Its been a hell of a night
Yeah
Ima champion
I'm In my golden state
Niggas sick to they stomach
Too much hate on they plate
Warriors around me and we back to back like Steph and Klay
Anything I want I take, trust me
I don't hesitate
Ima champion
I'm In my golden state
Niggas sick to they stomach
Too much hate on they plate
Warriors around me and we back to back like drizzy drake
Anything I want I take
Trust me
I don't hesitate
Does my success bother you?
I see you're irate
Ain't even leveled up yet
I still got food on my plate
They seen the switched flipped
Playoff mode I activate
When they need me, I dominate
Take notes, Ima demonstrate
Stay in my lane
Aint never lost a foot race
A young black king
And to you, it's your grace
I'm in a good space
Base hit and I made it home safe
She said I'm hotter then Miami
More like Guadalupe
Your pride I intimidate
Not on purpose, touché
Cross you up, feel the heat, need a knee brace
It's been 10 years, niggas still in the same place
Stop while you're ahead
I'm the boss, el jefe
No false moves
I coordinate
No false moves
I orchestrate
No false moves
I obliterate
No false moves
Coup de Grace
Told yo bih she thirsty
She want my drip
She said it hit different, when you know it's legit
The smell of Creed Aventus
When I sweat
She lick it all off me
Bih didn't leave a drip
Ima champion
I'm in my golden state
Niggas sick to they stomach, to much hate on they plate
Warriors around me and we back to back like Steph and Klay
Anything I want I take, trust me
I don't hesitate
Ima champion
I'm In my golden state
Niggas sick to they stomach, to much hate on they plate
Warriors around me and we back to back like drizzy drake
Anything I want I take, trust me
I don't hesitate
Never losing my touch
It's All G stuff
Follow the bottles with the sparklers
Then you'll find us
We in the cut
Niggas full of lust
A feature I will not trust
Men will do anythinggggg
For a look
Perfecting their bluff
That's weak stunts
Tryna impress a chick that double dutch
That bitch a quick f*ck
Telling you she in love
But sliding in my dmsssssss
Tryna get plugged
Ima champion
I'm In my golden state
Niggas sick to they stomach, to much hate on they plate
Warriors around me and we back to back like Steph and Klay
Anything I want I take, trust me
I don't hesitate
Ima champion, I'm In my golden state
Niggas sick to they stomach, to much hate on they plate
Warriors around me and we back to back like drizzy drake
Anything I want I take, trust me
I don't hesitate
Its been a hell of a night
Yeah
Yeahhhhhh Yeahhhhhhhh
Hell of a night
Yeahhh Yeahhhhhh
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Writer: Joshua Owens
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