Couple n*ggas lyrics

by

Zack Kharbouch


[Hook: Chinx Drugz]
Always see me with a couple n*ggas
Gettin' money with a couple n*ggas
Burnin' up the spot, f*ckin' up the club, we made it
Hell yeah, couple n*ggas, got a couple bottles
Got a couple swishas
Couple bands, got a couple b*tches
Got the whole block sown up
Ask em who it is, they gon' say a couple n*ggas
Got a couple problems wid a couple n*ggas
Tell my n*ggas grab a couple n*ggas
Hundred deep inside the club
Now them n*ggas got a pro'lem with a couple n*ggas
Keep the burner on me for a couple n*ggas
Only reason I don't f*ck with n*ggas cause I made it from the
Mother-f*ckin'bottom f*ckin' with a couple n*ggas, n*gga yea

[Verse 1: Chinx Drugz]
Do it for the love n*gga, snub nose, mask and a glove n*gga
Take a side shooter, never going happen
At trial, she was crackin' with a blood n*gga
I'm all in tears sweatin blood n*gga
Head shot paramedics come and get ya
Gone after pills and a couple of liquor
Still on the block wid a couple n*ggas
Dread by the bank, n*gga we ain't got it
Flights ain't the same, n*gga different pilots
Whole lot of change, n*gga different wallets
IG laughing at them n*ggas comments
Teach 'em how to shoot, n*gga, triggernomics
Shawty need a ride, I'mma give her molly
If di*k is her mind, she gon' get the knowledge
Smokin' lot of loud, but you n*ggas silent
I think I'm Diddy, I run my whole city, I front on these n*ggas
Pull out the Phantom, the Rarri, the Lotus
The Aston, Bugatti, then stunt on these n*ggas
f*ck all these n*ggas
Ain't a n*gga f*ckin' wid me
Tell the pus*y come and get me (come on)
I be right here with a couple hittas
I be right here with a couple n*ggas
Get a couple million
[Hook: Chinx Drugz]

[Verse 2: Chinx Drugz]
You n*ggas on it, whippin' they yay to the moment
b*tches they on me, wasn't gon make it
Thats just what they told me
I Ride wit that 40, this life it cost and I can't afford it
Told y'all we ballin', don't f*ck wit them lines
Y'all know they recordin', Roll up with the top down
Pull up and we shut the whole block down
If ain't about a dollar n*gga not now
Everything designer from the top down
Coke Boy fresh n*gga, rocked out
If you could get cheaper n*gga shop 'round
9 millimeter with the Glock rounds
Do it for my n*ggas still in lock down (Boy)
Talkin' bout the money in a whip game
Nother hundid fifty on the wrist game
Scoop a n*gga hard on a late night
She will open wide like a Great White
With them bird flue was a safe line
pus*y n*ggas know they gonna take flight
When you gettin money, n*ggas wanna know
What the combination to yo safe locks

[Hook: Chinx Drugz]
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