Ayyyy ynr shotty?
Enzio
Oh my god, wellfed
Calm down, i’ll just call robert
Let’s go, for real
Ayo, synthetic
With my wrist froze
Yeah
Stay by myself and i know what i handle
Pull up in the city and i show no manners
I f#cked on that b#tch and she throwing a tantrum
Matte black coupe with butterfly doors
Fly first class is some i know
Jesus sandals, gucci store
Wardrobe bigger than the lord
Sip some henny, yeah i’ll pour
Seen a b#tch that you can’t buy
sh#t i’ll make her mine
Try to make me mad, i’ll pull up promise you that you gon’ die
I never speak a word on, unless i know the p#ss# lie
I never share my colors, ’cause i got demons to hide
Shawty a bad b#tch, got that bag, b#tch
Now im steady flexin’
Maybe it’s not you who want, but baby i can’t stand it
Ugh, yeah, ugh
I gotta have it
Go dissapear like some magic
Go dissapear, i’m all on my own
Sippin’ this henny while rocking vlone
She said that she with it, i told her come over and do it
Hop in the whip, let’s move it
Shooting a flick with your b#tch, im making a movie
If i say ‘yes’, go do it
No hold back, yeah, we be on it
Yeah, yeah
She lovin’ the way i do it
Brought her home at 3am, i told the b#tch to move it
Now she hoppin out my car
Got her all so moody
Tears running down her face, ’cause she dont know what im doing
Yeah, i stay by myself, incase you didn’t know
Stay by myself and i know what i handle
Pull up in the city and i show no manners
I f#cked on that b#tch and she throwing a tantrum
Matte black coupe with butterfly doors
Fly first class is some i know
Jesus sandals, gucci store
Wardrobe bigger than the lord
Sip some henny, yeah i’ll pour
Seen a b#tch that you can’t buy
sh#t i’ll make her mine
Try to make me mad, i’ll pull up promise you that you gon’ die
I never speak a word on, unless i know the p#ss# lie
I never share my colors, ’cause i got demons to hide
Want all the smoke? come and get it
Shawty look bad just from a distance
All my hoes, lemme get in it
Told her to come my way
Shawty give me migraines
Thats why i can’t f#ck with you
Sorry baby, gotta go
Ugh, salute
Skrt on a b#tch and i ain’t got no time
I love me my prada, i love me designer
Cook in the kitchen, i’m eating lasagna
Boy catch up (ketchup), i’m right behind ya
Skr in the coupe, at 2 in the morning, you know?
Hit me a lick and i’m gone
Don’t know why shawty be trippin’, i put her in gold
Rocks on my neck and it’s set in stone
All i wanted to say
I been sippin’ bousè
With yuh little boo thing
That booty be juicy
Do what you say over text, i might have to wife you up
Let’s get this bottle, quarter down, then i’ll get f#cked up
Stay by myself, i know what i handle
Pull up in the city and i show no manners
I f#cked on that b#tch and she throwing a tantrum
Matte black coupe with butterfly doors
Fly first class is some i know
Jesus sandals, gucci store
Wardrobe bigger than the lord
Sip some henny, yeah i’ll pour
Seen a b#tch that you can’t buy
sh#t i’ll make her mine
Try to make me mad, i’ll pull up promise you that you gon’ die
I never speak a word on, unless i know the p#ss# lie
I never share my colors, ’cause i got demons to hide
I just got top from a b#tch named tiffany
I made the b#tch drown like her name was whitney
Hold her by her hand and i take her to my room
Then i nutted on her face, uh-huh, kaboom!
I got some top watching frozen 2
Look at me and look at you
She’s eatin’ my honey like winnie-the-pooh
But that was just some old news
Yeah, huh
And you f#ckin’ knew that
Got a white b#tch with me, she see white and she blew that
Yeah, huh
She snorted it
Nutted in her once then i aborted it
She claiming me for child support, i ignore that sh#t
Huh, yeah
She think that i’m the daddy
Oh my god, wellfed
Calm down, i’ll just call robert
Under covers she call me ‘daddy’
Ayo, synthetic
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FlUx Lyrics – Matte Black Coupe