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new coupe yeah go fast em
gotta go, gotta go blast on em
looking at the numbers on my dashboard
zero to a hunnid on the asphalt
d-mn
your sh-t trash homie
gotta go getchu a bag homie
i come thru wit the racks on me
“dior” my drip that swag on me

— chours —

look at my drip my drip that swag on me
my n-ggah gon blast for me
say you want smoke lil n-ggah
that gas on me you ain’t even gotta ask for it
lil mamma got an ass on her
“yves saint-laurent” she go classy on em
sweet like punch
treat her like blunt hit a couple times then i’m passing on her

[verse 1]

(mhmm yeah) she like fun
i got funds

f-ck it lets go on run

your n-ggah a dunce

he cannot get what you want

yung prеzzo i ball like the suns

i walk with a hunch

glock on me it got a punch

yеah i keep the stick like a drum,(stick like drum)

stick it in deep in her gut (gut)

she wet like a sponge

she crawl on the floor like a mutt

she my lil baby i f-ck when i want

she shaking her ass
i’m sipping on mud

you do what you can

i do what i want

these n-ggahs my sons for real

and i am not capping

b-tch i do what i want

prezzo the don for real

coupe in the front

they trynna see what i’m on

like look at the man i’ve become

— intro —

new coupe yeah go fast em
gotta go, gotta go blast on em
looking at the numbers on my dashboard
zero to a hunnid on the asphalt
d-mn
your sh-t trash homie
gotta go getchu a bag homie
i come thru wit the racks on me
“dior” my drip that swag on me
— chours —

look at my drip my drip that swag on me
my n-ggah gon blast for me
say you want smoke lil n-ggah
that gas on me you ain’t even gotta ask for it
lil mamma got an ass on her
“yves saint-laurent” she go classy on em
sweet like punch
treat her like blunt hit a couple times then i’m passing on her

[verse 2]

can’t stop

won’t stop

all day , no the grind don’t stop

i need millions

cut em off, like i need me a scissors

i ain’t f-cking wit n-ggahs they trippin

can’t be like me it ain’t simple

my sh-t hit different like “sza”

king of the jungle, im feeling like “simba”

i’m a hot boy

but the flow cold like december

start the car

i’m going far

vvs diamonds they shine in the dark (yeah)

my life a movie, i’m playing my part

i will not stop, till i get me a chart

n-ggahs on go , just like a cart

momma told me be patient so i’m moving smart

i could be big, i just need me a shot

put my heart in the track i gave it my all

— intro —

new coupe yeah go fast em
gotta go, gotta go blast on em
looking at the numbers on my dashboard
zero to a hunnid on the asphalt
d-mn
your sh-t trash homie
gotta go getchu a bag homie
i come thru wit the racks on me
“dior” my drip that swag on me

— chours —

look at my drip my drip that swag on me
my n-ggah gon blast for me
say you want smoke lil n-ggah
that gas on me you ain’t even gotta ask for it
lil mamma got an ass on her
“yves saint-laurent” she go classy on em
sweet like punch
treat her like blunt hit a couple times then i’m passing on her

- 514 prezzo

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