Pulling Out the Coupe in the Lot Lyrics
Pullin’ out the coupe at the lot
Told ’em f^ck 12, f^ck SWAT
Bustin’ all the bales out the box
I just hit a lick with the box
Had to put the stick in a box, mmh
Pour up the whole damn seal, I’ma get lazy
I got the mojo deals, we been trappin’ like the ’80s
She sucked a n^gga soul, got the Cash App
Told ’em wipe a n^gga nose, say slatt, slatt
I won’t never sell my soul, and I can back that
And I really wanna know where you at, at
I was out back where the stash at
Cruise the city in a bulletproof Cadillac (Skrrt)
‘Cause I know these n^gga after where the bag at (Yeah)
Gotta move smarter, gotta move harder
n^gga try to get me for my water
I’ll lay his a^s down, on my son, on my daughter
I had the Draco with me, Dwayne Carter
Lotta n^gga out here playin’ ain’t ballin’
I done put my whole arm in the rim, Vince Carter (Yeah)
And I know probably get a key for the quarter
Shawty barely seen in double C’s, I bought ’em
Got a b^tch that’s looking like Aaliyah, she a model
I got the pink slip, all my whips is key-less
Compton, I’m about to get the key to the city
Patek like the sea, forget it
Pullin’ out the coupe at the lot
Told ’em f^ck 12, f^ck SWAT
Bustin’ all the bales out the box
I just hit a lick with the box
Had to put the stick in a box, mmh
Pour up the whole damn seal, I’ma get lazy
I got the mojo deals, we been trappin’ like the ’80s
She sucked a n^gga soul, got the Cash App
Told ’em wipe a n^gga nose, say slatt, slatt
I won’t never sell my soul, and I can back that
And I really wanna know where you at, at, hah
Hahaha, I been movin’ ’em out
If Steelo with me, then he got the blues in the pouch (Yeah)
Took her to the forest, put the wood in her mouth
B^tch don’t wear no shoes in my house
The private I’m flyin’ in, I never wan’ fly again
I’ll take my chances in traffic (Yeah)
She suckin’ on di^k, no hands with it
I just made the Rollie plain like a landing strip
I’m a 2020 president candidate
I done put a hundred bands on Zimmerman, shit
I been movin’ real gangster, so that’s why she picked a Crip
Shawty call me Crisco ’cause I pop my shit
Got it out the mud, there’s nothin’ you can tell me, yeah
When I had the drugs, I was street wealthy, yeah
Pullin’ out the coupe at the lot
Told ’em f^ck 12, f^ck SWAT
Bustin’ all the bales out the box
I just hit a lick with the box
Had to put the stick in a box, mmh
Pour up the whole damn seal, I’ma get lazy
I got the mojo deals, we been trappin’ like the ’80s
She sucked a n^gga soul, got the Cash App
Told ’em wipe a n^gga nose, say slatt, slatt
I won’t never sell my soul, and I can back that
And I really wanna know where you at, at
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