Coupe!
(Hxney)
That nigga gon' have to prove it
That nigga gon' have to prove it
That nigga gon' have to prove it
That nigga gon' have to prove it
That nigga gon' have to prove it
That nigga gon' have to prove it
That nigga gon' have to prove it
I run that check up too fast
You gon' get shot like check-up
You ain't gettin' loose, nigga, with your loose ass
I turn my room to a stu'
Know all I do is make cash and smoke stupid gas
Play in that bitch, you stupid
He tryna talk shit for them views, but nobody like his music
I might get rid of a Coupe but I think I could probably use it
They wanna catch me and shoot, but I think he won't probably do it
And he say he been gettin' money, but that nigga gon' have to prove it (He gon' have to prove, uh)
Say he came up, boy I'd be he'd be mad if foenem make 'em lose it (Lose, make 'em lose it)
There's a couples way's you could die (Hxney), boy, you just gon' have to choose it
Speakin' on my baby, aim the Glock at his mom, boy, he gon' have to loose it (Have to loose, uh)
G19 on my side, boy please don't make me shoot it (Please don't make me shoot, uh)
Never hear about lil' Jace losin' (Never hear about lil' Jace lose, uh)
On his top boy, I been out the way, I'm recoupin'
His zay came up, but he say he rich and he say he been on that but that boy a loser
And he say he been gettin' money, but that nigga gon' have to prove it
And he say he been gettin' money, as quick as you made it boy, you just might lose it
Quick as you made it boy, you just might lose, uh
Lose, uh
Lose, uh
Lose, uh
Lose, uh (Hxney)
Lose, uh
Lose, uh
Lose, uh
I run that check up too fast
You gon' get shot like check-up
You ain't gettin' loose, nigga, with your loose ass
I turn my room to a stu'
Know all I do is make cash and smoke stupid gas
Play in that bitch, you stupid
He tryna talk shit for them views, but nobody like his music
I might get rid of a Coupe, but I think I could probably use it
They wanna catch me and shoot, but I think he won't probably do it
And he say he been gettin' money, but that nigga gon' have to prove it (He gon' have to prove, uh)
Say he came up, boy I'd be he'd be mad if foenem make 'em lose it (Lose, make 'em lose it)
(Hxney)
That nigga gon' have to prove it
That nigga gon' have to prove it
That nigga gon' have to prove it
That nigga gon' have to prove it
That nigga gon' have to prove it
That nigga gon' have to prove it
That nigga gon' have to prove it
I run that check up too fast
You gon' get shot like check-up
You ain't gettin' loose, nigga, with your loose ass
I turn my room to a stu'
Know all I do is make cash and smoke stupid gas
Play in that bitch, you stupid
He tryna talk shit for them views, but nobody like his music
I might get rid of a Coupe but I think I could probably use it
They wanna catch me and shoot, but I think he won't probably do it
And he say he been gettin' money, but that nigga gon' have to prove it (He gon' have to prove, uh)
Say he came up, boy I'd be he'd be mad if foenem make 'em lose it (Lose, make 'em lose it)
There's a couples way's you could die (Hxney), boy, you just gon' have to choose it
Speakin' on my baby, aim the Glock at his mom, boy, he gon' have to loose it (Have to loose, uh)
G19 on my side, boy please don't make me shoot it (Please don't make me shoot, uh)
Never hear about lil' Jace losin' (Never hear about lil' Jace lose, uh)
On his top boy, I been out the way, I'm recoupin'
His zay came up, but he say he rich and he say he been on that but that boy a loser
And he say he been gettin' money, but that nigga gon' have to prove it
And he say he been gettin' money, as quick as you made it boy, you just might lose it
Quick as you made it boy, you just might lose, uh
Lose, uh
Lose, uh
Lose, uh
Lose, uh (Hxney)
Lose, uh
Lose, uh
Lose, uh
I run that check up too fast
You gon' get shot like check-up
You ain't gettin' loose, nigga, with your loose ass
I turn my room to a stu'
Know all I do is make cash and smoke stupid gas
Play in that bitch, you stupid
He tryna talk shit for them views, but nobody like his music
I might get rid of a Coupe, but I think I could probably use it
They wanna catch me and shoot, but I think he won't probably do it
And he say he been gettin' money, but that nigga gon' have to prove it (He gon' have to prove, uh)
Say he came up, boy I'd be he'd be mad if foenem make 'em lose it (Lose, make 'em lose it)
(Hxney)
Credits
Writer(s): Jace Lavoer Salter, Michael Lorenzo Harper
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