letra de space coupe - aeaz
ride on top of the ship
man i’m chilling in a sp-ce coupe
put it on google maps tell it we’re to take you
step on the compet-tion like i’m making a grape fruit
i got the sauce like a1 u a2
everybody hate me
everybody love you
all around my side all the time are a lot of angels
driftin of the driveway to the highway i’m thankful
hook:
shine cause i scene
we got triple beams
no we ain’t got stopping i got the rockets like hakeem
man this life ain’t free ain’t no guarantee
i can’t see shawty cause i’m blinded by the bling
end of hook:
smokin in a race coupe
dash says 120 but we can race to
wanna tesla wanna benz wanna wraith too
rolling up a g
what u need shoot like 23
shootah hit the target in the back we gone
make u bleed
like we grillin beef gonna steam bet u feel the heat
made it honest
yes we made a come up but we never cheat
took another dub gettin to it bet u feel defeat
hook:
shine cause i scene
we got triple beams
no we ain’t got stopping i got the rockets like hakeem
an this life ain’t free ain’t no guarantee
i can’t see shawty cause i’m blinded by the bling
end of hook start of 2 part:
i pop a xan, like who is your mans
look at my wrist and the ice do a dance !
i’m in a trance ,i’m in a trance, vineyard my suit and urban my pants !
ball out like nance, look at your stance
busy talking and makin these bands
got all these fans, got all these fans
gucci my suit and givenchi my pants
i’m off of the xanny
i sip lean no brandy
cough syrup and candy
man i’m so outstanding
pop u with a pistol
molly and pepto bismol
body slam like randy
man i’m so trendy
workout 8 times a week
explains why i ain’t weak
crib in the woods by the creek
my wrist shine i’m on fleek
i pull up with them hu
my glock j done ate you
times where the gang can’t save you
be the times where molly can’t save you
i pop a xan, like who is your mans
look at my wrist and the ice do a dance !
i’m in a trance ,i’m in a trance
vineyard my suit and urban my pants !
ball out like nance, look at your stance
busy talking and makin these bands
got all these fans, got all these fans
gucci my suit and givenchi my pants:
ride on top the ship
man i’m chillin on the sp-ce coupe
put it into google maps and tell me where
to take you
i step on compet-tion like i’m tryna make grape juice
i got the sauce like a1, u a2
everybody love me
everybody hate you
they pray for my downfall
i pray to be thankful
all around my side all the time are many angels
drive off the driveway to the high way. thank you
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