Coupe - Pop Smoke

Rrr

Grr

Hop out the coupe, swervin'

Gimme the loot, purgin'

Keep .22s, lurkin'

Hop out the coupe, swervin'

Gimme the loot, purgin'

Keep .22s, lurkin'

Yeezy the boot, fashion

All this grass, it look good in this fashion

Point him out and I’m attackin'

Beat 'em down and then I drag 'em

Big nappy blue, burner

Wrap the boy up in the curtain

Brodie got one thing for sure

But papi got two things for certain

I got guns in the shack

I got guns in my bag

Don’t run in my crib

I put guns to ya head

Will I shoot you, nigga?

Probably

It’s Pop Smoke, I’m movin' hottie

Big knockin' on my body

Free Rowdy and free Bobby

Yeah, I’m 823

Big GSC

I had crack in my socks

I got guns in my brief

I give him hot shells like a taco

I’m big with the flex, nigga, not you

And I’m still swervin' from potholes

And I’m still shootin' at Tahoes

I give him hot shells like a taco

I’m big with the flex, nigga, not you

And I’m still swervin' from potholes

And I’m still shootin' at Tahoes

Hop out the coupe, swervin'

Gimme the loot, purgin'

Keep .22s, lurkin'

Hop out the coupe, swervin'

Gimme the loot, purgin'

Keep .22s, lurkin'

Hop out the coupe, swervin'

Gimme the loot, purgin'

Keep .22s, lurkin'

Hop out the coupe, swervin'

Gimme the loot, purgin'

Keep .22s, lurkin'