Coupe

Trap, trap, trap, trap

Trapped out in the coupe

Riding 'round with your boo

Louis on, Jimmy Choos

Yeah, I'm faded, yeah, she faded

Riding 'round through the city

All these hunnids and fifties

We ain't counting no twenties

Trap, trap, trap, trap

Trap going crazy

I've been balling lately

I've been riding 'round in the coupe

I've been riding 'round in the coupe

I've been riding 'round in the coupe

Ah, shit, here come the bad cops

Fuck it though, I got a stash box

Trap, trap, trap, trap

Trap going crazy like the first and the third

I was jugging and finessing, I used to stand on the curb

Now I'm the plug, I like drugs and I be flippin' all them birds

Yeah, if the cops snatch me up, I swear I won't say no words

'Cause I came from the slums, everyday selling them drugs

Be posted up with my thugs

Aye, yeah, we got .30's on .30's and Uzis

Yeah, I got your  bitch being boujie eating sushi

Out LA, got her wet in the jacuzzi

She got a fat ass, badass like Boosie

We be rolling up in the cut making movies

Trapped out in the coupe

Riding 'round with your boo

Louis on, Jimmy Choos

Yeah, I'm faded, yeah, she faded

Riding 'round through the city

All these hunnids and fifties

We ain't counting no twenties

Trap, trap, trap, trap

Trap going crazy

I've been balling lately

I've been riding 'round in the coupe

I've been riding 'round in the coupe

I've been riding 'round in the coupe

Ah, shit, here come the bad cops

Fuck it though, I got a stash box

Trap, trap, trap, trap