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coupe - caine casanova lyrics

[verse]
christian dior, i feel i’m too much for my city
driving down the 315 while tryna plan a trip to italy
come tell meg to drive the boat
then take 100 n*ggas with me
it’s a private after party, can’t n0body come but diddy
it’s vacation on a yacht, i got in checking with the shipping
if i send you a new patek you gon have to do some fishing
suck this d*ck under the water
marco polo, come and get me
i’m the goat, hopping out the ghost feeling like i’m 50
all my n*ggas shooters, j.j. redd*ck
if i say it then i do it, cause i said it
it’s nothing too it, i’ll maneuver where i’m headed
get in my way and i swear you gon regret it
my n*ggas been crip, shouts out to prevayle
he shut the a down like he big krit
all my n*ggas starters on my squad we never bench sit
all yo n*ggas rats, it ain’t one n*gga that say he ain’t snitch
if tc fire back then ima hit whoever ain’t dead
i’m a champion, i still might slip a ambien
the sirens ghetto ambience, denial’s what you standing in
they crying for ya mans and nem
that trail’s where they branded him, that cell is where you landed in
god d*mn, that’s 25 to life for n*ggas
yo homie indicting n*ggas
i almost tweaked and dropped a n*gga
such a sober night my n*gga
we be living, i’m off lilley
tryna f*ck this b*tch from philly
she be geeking, she be zooted
i been through it so we litty
it’s so many n*ggas hating, they be talking this and that
they gon spill me, dump the body
sh*t i’m waiting on they ass
said it’s up there you if lacking, well n*gga where they that
if i’m caught without my gun i bet that i can make it back
ion even gotta throw a stack to get you wacked from [gun shot]
that’s my brother like my mama’s child
touch me and it’s a wrap
acting tough gon get you k!lled, pickemup they known to drill
out in london with the queen, if i’m seen
[hook]
tell them n*ggas i went gold on em
this that break the news and make em fold on em
drop the top back on the coupe it’s time to roll on em
seen my plate & touched the food, i see some more coming
and if they ask tell them n*ggas i went gold on em
shooting outside sunroof like i went pro on em
ain’t no goofy in my crew, it’s taking toll on em
sipping d’usse with my goons, lets get more hundreds
and if they ask tell them n*ggas i went gold

- caine casanova lyrics

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