newcoupe lyrics

[Chorus]
I got bad b*tches throwin' ass on the hood of my new coupe
I got bad b*tches throwin' ass on the hood of my new coupe
I pour multiple colors, my drank lookin' like Froot Loops
You a broke n*gga, you can't talk to me, you wearin' Fruit of the Loom

I got bad b*tches throwin' ass on the hood of my new coupe
I got bad b*tches throwin' ass on the hood of my new coupe
New coupe, new coupe, new coupe, new coupe
New coupe, new coupe, new coupe, new coupe, new coupe

[Verse 1]
New coupe, drovе to Balenci and popped some tags (Blеhhh)
P&Y pants, I got so much green I be forced to sag
Had to take a break, cut the 365 to show 'em I could rap (PBM)
Just took a flight to Soho in lay-flat, I don't do no cap rap (Facts)

I'ma cop a new coupe, a Maybach one at the end of the year (Maybach)
My b*tch, she slim but she real fat in the rear (Oh my God)
My car's automatic in multiple ways, I don't even gotta steer (Facts)
Told the b*tch I could be a real man, her man fake—he got veneers (He fake!)

[Chorus]
I got bad b*tches throwin' ass on the hood of my new coupe
I got bad b*tches throwin' ass on the hood of my new coupe (Blehhh)
I pour multiple colors, my drank lookin' like Froot LoopsYou a broke n*gga
You can't talk to me—n*gga, you wearin' Fruit of the Loom
I got bad b*tches throwin' ass on the hood of my new coupe
I got bad b*tches throwin' ass on the hood of my new coupe (Blehhh)
New coupe, new coupe, new coupe, new coupe (Blehhhh)
New coupe, new coupe, new coupe, new coupe, new coupe (Blehhhh)

[Verse 2]
Hollon new coupe i slide around in a [?]