Coupe Lyrics Pop Smoke

Uh! Rrr, Grrt...

Hop Out The Coupe, Swerving
Give Me The Loot, Purging
Keep .22s, Lurking
Hop Out The Coupe, Swerving
Give Me The Loot, Purging
Keep .22s, Lurking

Yeezy The Boot, Fashion
All This Grass
It Look Good In This Fashion
Point Him Out And I'm Attacking
Beat Him Down Then I Drag Him
Big Nappy Blue, Burner
Wrap That Boy Up In The Curtains
Brodie Got One Thing For Sure
But Papi Got Two Things For Certain
I Got Guns In The Shack, Uh
I Got Guns In The Back

Don't Run In My Crib, Look
I Put Guns To Your Head (Look)
Will I Shoot You? Nigga, Prolly
It's Pop Smoke, I'm Moving Hottie
Big Knocking On My Body
Free Rowdy And Free Bobby
Yeah, I'm 823, Uh
Big GSC, Uh

I Had Crack In My Socks, Uh
I Got Guns In My Brief
I Give Him Hot Shells Like A Taco
I'm Big Woo The Flex, Nigga, Not Choo
And I'm Still Swerving From Potholes
And I Still Shooting At Tahoes
I Give Him Hot Shells Like A Taco
I'm Big Woo The Flex, Nigga, Not Choo
And I'm Still Swеrving From Potholes
And I Still Shooting At Tahoes

Hop Out The Coupе, Swerving
Give Me The Loot, Purging
Keep .22s, Lurking
Hop Out The Coupe, Swerving
Give Me The Loot, Purging
Keep .22s, Lurking
Hop Out The Coupe, Swerving
Give Me The Loot, Purging
Keep .22s, Lurking
Hop Out The Coupe, Swerving
Give Me The Loot, Purging
Keep .22s, Lurking