Peanut Butter Coupe* lyrics

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[Verse: Lil Yachty & Lil Tecca]
In a peanut butter coupe, gettin' blown like soup
I just f*cked Betty Boop, I throw ally oops
She know I'm not sh*t, just as bad as you
Three-hundred thou' my wrist, I could drop a nuke
(Census, what you cookin'?)
I was in the A, now I'm in LA, I might just go to bay
Me and some n*ggas, we cannot relate, because I got different taste
n*ggas, they basic, yeah, they got to face it, I like to try different ways
My n*ggas throwin' them A's, yeah
My n*ggas totin' them K's, yeah
Whole pints of Tech', whole pints with Wock' in store
I just want that neck, boot her up like Macintosh
n*ggas got me vestin', steady tryna sabotage
Nasty lil' b*tch got a curly afro in the cabbage patch
3x pistol in her soul, feel her heart attack
I be on ten toes, when I'm on the road, so n*gga, no, I cannot lack
We did all this sh*t, started from the bottom, so no, I ain't cuttin' no slack
Shippin' off weed, it ain't in the store, but it still come in a pack
I could tell lil' baby needed some money, what you gon' do for these racks? (It's us)...