Riding in the coupe thinking all through the night
Will I run it up, bitch it better be on site
Bitches on my phone will make it through the night f*ck it
I don't really mind, put my hands
To the sky
Riding in the coupe thinking all through the night
Will I run it up, bitch it better be on site
Bitches on my phone will make it through the night f*ck it
I don't really mind, put my hands
To the sky
Girl number one has a pretty little waist now
But a little fake smile, see it in her face now
Girl number two ya she pretty the long hair
But she don't belong here, always full of hot air
And said it before, I need my hot wife that can pop the floor
And all these other little bitches they be
Trying fasho, will I ever really stop, man I don't know
Riding in the coupe thinking all through the night
Will I run it up, bitch it better be on site
Bitches on my phone Will make it through the night f*ck it
I don't really mind, put my hands
To the sky
Riding in the coupe thinking all through the night
Will I run it up, bitch it better be on site
Bitches on my phone Will make it through the night f*ck it
I don't really mind, put my hands
To the sky
Hop out the coupe, looking for you, looking for everything that is the truth
Bring a Beretta but my gun is better I'll shoot you with everything that I produce
Bringing the noose, bringing the juice, bringing the war with all of my troops
Get off my girl, that is my world, run it up f*ck it up, out of this world
Girl number one has a pretty little waist now
But a little fake smile, see it in her face now
Girl number two ya she pretty the long hair
But she don't belong here, always full of hot air
And said it before, I need my hot wife that can pop the floor
And all these other little bitches they be
Trying fasho, will I ever really stop, man I don't know
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Riding in the coupe thinking all through the night
Will I run it up, bitch it better be on site
Bitches on my phone will make it through the night f*ck it
I don't really mind, put my hands
To the sky
Riding in the coupe thinking all through the night
Will I run it up, bitch it better be on site
Bitches on my phone will make it through the night f*ck it
I don't really mind, put my hands
To the sky
Girl number one has a pretty little waist now
But a little fake smile, see it in her face now
Girl number two ya she pretty the long hair
But she don't belong here, always full of hot air
And said it before, I need my hot wife that can pop the floor
And all these other little bitches they be
Trying fasho, will I ever really stop, man I don't know
Riding in the coupe thinking all through the night
Will I run it up, bitch it better be on site
Bitches on my phone Will make it through the night f*ck it
I don't really mind, put my hands
To the sky
Riding in the coupe thinking all through the night
Will I run it up, bitch it better be on site
Bitches on my phone Will make it through the night f*ck it
I don't really mind, put my hands
To the sky
Hop out the coupe, looking for you, looking for everything that is the truth
Bring a Beretta but my gun is better I'll shoot you with everything that I produce
Bringing the noose, bringing the juice, bringing the war with all of my troops
Get off my girl, that is my world, run it up f*ck it up, out of this world
Girl number one has a pretty little waist now
But a little fake smile, see it in her face now
Girl number two ya she pretty the long hair
But she don't belong here, always full of hot air
And said it before, I need my hot wife that can pop the floor
And all these other little bitches they be
Trying fasho, will I ever really stop, man I don't know
Will I run it up, bitch it better be on site
Bitches on my phone will make it through the night f*ck it
I don't really mind, put my hands
To the sky
Riding in the coupe thinking all through the night
Will I run it up, bitch it better be on site
Bitches on my phone will make it through the night f*ck it
I don't really mind, put my hands
To the sky
Girl number one has a pretty little waist now
But a little fake smile, see it in her face now
Girl number two ya she pretty the long hair
But she don't belong here, always full of hot air
And said it before, I need my hot wife that can pop the floor
And all these other little bitches they be
Trying fasho, will I ever really stop, man I don't know
Riding in the coupe thinking all through the night
Will I run it up, bitch it better be on site
Bitches on my phone Will make it through the night f*ck it
I don't really mind, put my hands
To the sky
Riding in the coupe thinking all through the night
Will I run it up, bitch it better be on site
Bitches on my phone Will make it through the night f*ck it
I don't really mind, put my hands
To the sky
Hop out the coupe, looking for you, looking for everything that is the truth
Bring a Beretta but my gun is better I'll shoot you with everything that I produce
Bringing the noose, bringing the juice, bringing the war with all of my troops
Get off my girl, that is my world, run it up f*ck it up, out of this world
Girl number one has a pretty little waist now
But a little fake smile, see it in her face now
Girl number two ya she pretty the long hair
But she don't belong here, always full of hot air
And said it before, I need my hot wife that can pop the floor
And all these other little bitches they be
Trying fasho, will I ever really stop, man I don't know
Writer: ALAN HERNANDEZ, MISHAAL TAMER
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave