Woah
Yeah, yeah
What you got that motherfuccer on?
I might gotta come there and check it out, but it's cool
Yeah, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Doors go up in my coupe (Skrr, skrr, skrr, in my coupe, yeah)
Doors go up in my coupe (Skrr, skrr, skrr, in my coupe, yeah)
Doors go up in my coupe (Skrr, skrr, skrr)
Bad bıtches fucc 'em by the group (By the group, yeah)
Doors go up in my coupe (In my coupe, in my coupe)
Doors go up in my coupe (Skrr, skrr, skrr, in my coupe, in my coupe)
Doors go up in my coupe (Skrr, skrr, skrr, in my coupe, yeah)
Bad bıtches fucc 'em by the group (By the group, yeah)
Doors go up like "skrr, skrr, skrr" (Skrr, skrr)
Bad bıtches calling like "brr, brr, brr" (Brr, brr)
Truck load backing up, beep, beep, beep (Beep, beep)
Fucc her 'til she ******, I make her *****, *****, ***** (Yeah)
Touchdown like I'm Owens (Woo), bad bıtches goin' (Bad)
Everybody knowin' (Knowin'), I'm Nawfside born (North)
Noddin' off an' pourin' (Noddin'), riding, I'll keep going (Skrt)
It's summertime, it's snowing (It's summertime)
'Cause all my ice is on (Ice)
Trippie iced the 8 ball (Trippie) and they thought it was a bomb
All these nıggas snakes, dawg and they pull up with no arm
I got two, two door coupes and four cell phones (Brr)
One a iPhone 6 and one a Samsung (Plug)
I can call a 4-3 blitz and send your ass home (Blitz)
I can sell a bowl of grits and get you high Holmes (Grits)
Skrr, skrr, skrr, in the parking lot, gone (Skrr)
Bıtch I'm Quavo Huncho in the trap like Game of Thrones (Yeah)
Doors go up in my coupe (Skrr, skrr, skrr, in my coupe, yeah)
Doors go up in my coupe (Skrr, skrr, skrr, in my coupe, yeah)
Doors go up in my coupe (Skrr, skrr, skrr)
Bad bıtches fucc 'em by the group (By the group, yeah)
Doors go up in my coupe (In my coupe, in my coupe)
Doors go up in my coupe (Skrr, skrr, skrr, in my coupe, in my coupe)
Doors go up in my coupe (Skrr, skrr, skrr, in my coupe, yeah)
Bad bıtches fucc 'em by the group (By the group, yeah)
Doors go up in my coupe
Yeah, uh, in this 'Rari, bıtch I do not have a roof (Have a roof, yeah)
Yeah I'm pullin' up with them choppers like a troop (Pew-pew-pew)
Yeah, that pussʎ good slurp up on it like some soup (Haha)
Play her like a flute (Ayy)
Heard yo' last tape, pussʎ nıgga that was poop, uh
Yeah, uh, Fortnite, bıtch I need the fuccin' loot (I need my bag, yeah)
Yeah, on my wrist, it's so sick just like the flu (Like the flu, yeah)
Iced out every finger in this bıtch just like I do (Like I do)
To the gang, uh, bıtch I do not play, uh
Don't fucc with lames, know that Trippie Redd insane (I'm insane)
Might blow a brain, man this coupe look like a plane (Like a plane)
'Cause it got wings, got some shooters in the A (In the A)
Doors go up in my coupe (Skrr, skrr, skrr, in my coupe, yeah)
Doors go up in my coupe (Skrr, skrr, skrr, in my coupe, yeah)
Doors go up in my coupe (Skrr, skrr, skrr)
Bad bıtches fucc 'em by the group (By the group, yeah)
Doors go up in my coupe (In my coupe, in my coupe)
Doors go up in my coupe (Skrr, skrr, skrr, in my coupe, in my coupe)
Doors go up in my coupe (Skrr, skrr, skrr, in my coupe, yeah)
Bad bıtches fucc 'em by the group (By the group, yeah)