FUTURE

FUTURE - Coupe lyrics

rate me

(Intro)

This the last lane

(Hook)

This my environment

You can see this whip that I’m driving, this my environment (skeet)

I’m going crazy, so crazy, need a psychiatrist

These bitches come out in groups

Chuck out the deuce, I know you ready get loose

We in the coupe, coupe, coupe, what you in?

Coupe, coupe, coupe

Coupe, coupe, coupe (skeet)

Coupe, coupe, coupe

(Verse)

I’m in that four door, I got that Glock in the roof

I’m living proof, I rock that turbo, that turbo I hit my boost

Pick up your four, you got hoes lookin' like mermaids

You in another one that was not that was not the one from yesterday

You went colossal your posture is very awesome

Gotta get arrogant nigga when I hear flossin’

You can’t be showin' no luv to big booty freaks

She luv the way that my doors open for my Lamborghini

Can’t let them jack you for rapping nigga cause we done seen it

When you survive and you make it you gotta know the meanin'

This is your lifestyle for life, nigga you no longer dreamin'

I forgot about my ceiling

(Hook)

This my environment

You can see this whip that I’m driving, this my environment (skeet)

I’m going crazy, so crazy, need a psychiatrist

These bitches come out in groups

Chuck out the deuce, I know you ready get loose

We in the coupe, coupe, coupe, what you in?

Coupe, coupe, coupe

Coupe, coupe, coupe (skeet)

Coupe, coupe, coupe

(Verse)

I’m with some facial, I turn the corner so fast, I almost crashed

I’m in that V12 Engine, I hit the gas

We on that ‘93 smoking that good supreme

I got some kingpins waitin', run through my genes

We in the race car whips, that’s my genetics

I made my money, do flips, and I don’t sweat it

I’m bout to spend me some chips, I won’t regret it

I put in work from the dirt, I’m driving reckless

You can’t be hacking the playa, you get a penalty (that’s a no)

I get to dozing off in the coupe off promethazine

You put a turbo next to a turbo, that’s royalty (just skeet)

Represent loyalty

(Hook)

This my environment

You can see this whip that I’m driving, this my environment (skeet)

I’m going crazy, so crazy, need a psychiatrist

These bitches come out in groups

Chuck out the deuce, I know you ready get loose

We in the coupe, coupe, coupe, what you in?

Coupe, coupe, coupe

Coupe, coupe, coupe (whacha mean?)

Coupe, coupe, coupe (skeet)

Coupe, coupe, coupe

Coupe, coupe, coupe (whacha mean?)

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