Bentley Coupe lyrics

[Intro]
(Durel made the beat, I'ma rock wit’ it)

[Chorus]
New coupe and it came with a OnStar
Rich tailor, my tie spinnin'
Got this bad b*tch, she suckin' my socks off
Got c*m on the white linen
My crew rich and I swear that it’s my fault, I feel like a mob boss
On the move every day, ain't no time to talk
Ain't a snail, I can't die from you droppin' salt

[Verse 1]
We let the chopper talk
Thought he wanted some smoke, but he called it off
Got a cup full of dope and I'm noddin' off
My head spinnin', I need me a Tylenol
Shopping sprees, and see, we gotta cop it off
Got this bad b*tch with me, she a barbie doll
I didn’t eat her, but still had the beat her, and treat her, and now she hold me like the analog
Who got the best broad, uh-huh?
Who got the fastest car?
My swagger is up to par, uh-huh
Got vibes like a catamaran
Now look how I raised the bar
I’m strapped like the Navy boy
The engine, I let it run
What you think I get it for?
[Chorus]
New coupe and came it with a OnStar
Rich tailor, my tie spinnin'
Got this bad b*tch, she suckin’ my socks off
Got c*m on the white linen
My crew rich and I swear that it's my fault, I feel like a mob boss
On the move every day, ain't no time to talk
Ain't a snail, I can’t die from you droppin' salt

[Verse 2]
Don't care that you suckers doubt
You weren't there when I slept on my momma couch
Tried to trail and I went on another route
f*ck a scale, I'm still weighing my problems out
They tryna use me for clout
I got money, I went bought a bigger house
Love my hood, I don't want 'em to see a drought
Run yo' check up, you know that's what we about

[Chorus]
New coupe and it came with an OnStar
Rich tailor, my tie spinnin'
Got this bad b*tch, she suckin' my socks off
Got c*m on the white linen
My crew rich and I swear that it's my fault, I feel like a mob boss
On the move every day, ain't no time to talk
Ain't a snail, I can't die from you droppin' salt