Hop In The Coupe lyrics

Hook:
Hop in the coupe
Shawty she blow me like soup
This Ain’t no clash of the clans
My n*gga we take all your loot
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Verse 1:
Shawty a freak
She bad and she got a degree
Only eyes when I step in the streets
Haters going hate that don’t matter to me
Yea yea yea
I do this sh*t 123
I’m coming with heat
But this ain’t Miami
I’m from Jamaica
I’m smoking my weed
Clouds in my whip
My b*tch barely could see
Yea yea
I Hit the plug (why?)
Need some blueberry kush ( ya dig?)
We don’t spend money on bush
I’m taking your b*tch
He looking all shook (woah!)
She wanna f*ck with my team
Balling like Kobe (rip)
I got hella rings
Sip Disaronno I don’t sip no lean
I’m on the hunt for the cash, what you mean?
Hook

Verse 2:

Living my life feeling like it’s a dream
I f*cked her twice now she want wedding ring
She telling lies She know she just a Ting
Know n*ggas toting Know n*ggas pop beans
On the roof pick you out , we be sniping
Stomping on these n*ggas like a Titan
We be swerving in foreign say f*ck a license
Shawty she fat but she give a good brain

Ima get racks
f*ck her ima pull out her tracks
Ima hit the kitty from the back
That’s facts
Relax, I know you wanna f*ck me for the wrap
We be pressing n*ggas they be paying tax
Yea they be pretending they be putting on a act

Hook