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letra de coupe! - idkbax

[chorus: idkbax]
smokin’ gas in the f-ckin’ coupe, ay
she gon’ throw it back if i ask her to
gucci all on my clothes
prada all on my shoes
spend it all at the store
she gon’ want another too
smokin’ gas in the f-ckin’ coupe, ay
she gon’ throw it back if i ask her to
gucci all on my clothes
prada all on my shoes
spend it all at the store
she gon’ want another too

[verse 1: wassup rocker]
(uh)
i got a lot to lose (uh)
golf on my shoes (uh)
put my jewelry in the mic, so you can hear the jewels
bling blaow, that’s the sound of revenue (cha-ching)
all my cousins sellin’ drugs out on the avenue (uh what uh)
sold out show back in malibu (yuh)
she said she wanna give mе head
b-tch, after you (uh)
on our own, on our own, that’s just how it goes (uh uh)
lеave me ‘lone, leave me ‘lone, she all on my phone (brr brr brr)
diamonds, fresh water, salt water, issa a lotta agua
city on my back, knock the beef right out your enchilada
la eses f-ckin’ wit’ me
i don’t think you want no problems
if you wanna test me like a test
we can go ‘head and solve it
[?] like a scantron (uh)
hundred thousand dollar pants on (uh)
outfit straight from calabasas
nonchalant like my fashion (uh)
k!llin’ this sh-t like i mean it (uh)
i only rap on the weekends
she said she loves me and hugs me so tight
but, girl you are just for the weekend (hold up, ay)
[chorus: idkbax]
smokin’ gas in the f-ckin’ coupe, ay
she gon’ throw it back if i ask her to
gucci all on my clothes
prada all on my shoes
spend it all at the store
she gon’ want another too
smokin’ gas in the f-ckin’ coupe, ay
she gon’ throw it back if i ask her to
gucci all on my clothes
prada all on my shoes
spend it all at the store
she gon’ want another too

[verse 2: nevi]
ay, what you doin’
b-tch, i don’t got time to hit you up
hit me back, so i can slide
b-tch, i’m tryna fill you up
30k what up in my pockets, i been feelin’ numb
that’s my b-tch, that’s my bae
married to the double cup

i [?], she wanna go again
she said go hard, guitars are playin’ in my head
don’t touch her heart, [?], i only want in it
we smoke the pound, whole time, i’m goin’ interstate
bad b-tch, man, [?] best side
every time i fly to cali, swear that be the best high
cute face, fat ass, i swear that be the best time
pour me up a four, [?], that’s the best time
[verse 3: idkbax]
see i glisten, 24 karat waist
make her misses
[?] with the crew on a f-ckin’ plane
said, “i don’t talk to much”
don’t know why that lil’ b-tch got paid
all my bros stay wit’ me
gon’ [?] right your face, ay
gon’ [?] right your face, uh
[?] lookin’ at you right in your face, yuh
ay yuh, ay yuh

- idkbax

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