Youngsaucyjayy – Coupe (feat. Devin Tyler, Ezra Martin & Prettyboyfredo) [Remix] Lyrics

Swaggy B on the beat
Shawty she all in my spot, yeah
I think she like me a lot
The shooters gon hop out the van
I shoot at that bitch and her man
Shots well connected like wifi
His body dancing like a cha-cha
He dead on the floor with his mouth wide
I'm ridin with Sam, he my slime
I'm saying that shit every time
I'm saying that shit every time
You cannot hop in my coupe Ah
She wanna f*ck on the group Group
She give me top in the Flynn n O'Hara's
With MCM belt I'm so cool Ah
Chris, Ezo, and Sammy they shoot
Can't f*ck with that nigga he food
I'm with the gang, I cannot lose
I'm in the scene like I'm Tom cruise
I'ma just run up the block
I'ma just whip up the pot
Shawty she all in my spot Yeah
I think she like me a lot Nah
All these bitches, yeah they canceled
Yea lil shawty she a handful
Don't got no time for a damn fool
I'ma spin your block in a rental
Ballin' like Jordan
No jumpman
The shooters gon hop out the damn lamb
I hit it once
Never call again
She gon call again
When she off da xan
I play that bitch no piano man
All these bitches calling
They some fucking fans
I'ma run it up
Make a couple bands
Swerving in the van
Left from Afghan
Ima just run up the block
Ima just run up the block
Shawty she all on my cock
I think she love me a lot
My shooters gon hop out the lamb
Run down on ya mans in my vans
She make it clap with no hands
Im still gon f*ck on her friends
I'm tryna get to the cash
Go 220 that shit on the dash
On my dick man you niggas is fags
This money I make never last
On some Kari i'm blowing a bag
Yea, these diamonds flawless
Choppa stay all on his waist
And I go catch a case pussy nigga be cautious
Shawty wanna ride wit the gang
She know our names, we get that often
Bullets was hitting ya mans
You caught one too, cause nigga you mossed em
Baby it's snow bunny season, so give me a reason
Cause I got options
Nigga i'm blowing a band
I run into Louis cause baby I do what I want
Shopping for Louis Vuitton
Bad bitch in Ksubi, we on
If shawty want gucci, she gone
We shoot a movie, uh huh
We hit his man with the drum
She take a perc a get numb
Shawty put ice on her tongue
She a lil freaky lil f*ck
She want the D like a nun
She take a look and she cum
I'ma just run up the block
I'ma just run up the block
Shawty she all in my spot
I think she love me a lot
My shooters gon' hop out the Lamb'
I f*ck on that bitch do my dance
I might just go super saiyan
And just f*ck all over her friends
I'm tryna get to this bag
That .40 on me make me sag
You bitch suck my dick in the jag
I cop and I don't check the tag
Big Fredo run up the tag
Yea, cold like Steve Austin
Really ain't checking no tags
'Cause all these bands bitch I've been [?]
Shawty wanna f*ck me now
She know my name I get this often
Cook up way too fast
I'm switchin' lanes 'cause I got options
Switch up on the gang
We at his top
Yeah we gon' off him
Bad Bitch with some good head
She gon' suck till she get exhausted
Hell no she can't stay over
Got a flight leaving in the morning
Yeah I keep the gang wit me
You can't hang wit me
'Cause we get to poppin', yeah
Ice on me got this ho stalkin', yeah