space coupe - lil gotit lyrics
[intro]
in that sp*ce coupe
in that sp*ce coupe
yeah, i
in that
hood baby
[chorus]
(cut up in traffic)
in that sp*ce coupe
(err, cuttin’ up all in traffic)
in that sp*ce coupe (err)
(n*ggas don’t want no static)
in that sp*ce coupe
(yeah, i took yo ho to magic)
in that sp*ce coupe (yeah)
birds in my whip i’m having, brrr
authentic we ain’t have synthetic, brrr
slime ’em out [?], brrr (super slimey)
burberry [?] always peckin’, brrr
[verse 1]
she squirtin’, hit that b*tch, you thought she had a seizure (rah)
neck sittin’ on an ice tray, i got many pieces (brr)
put ’em down he stole the flow, i am the teacher (steal it)
she would call it fun, turnt hеr to a eater (yeah)
cuttin’ up through traffic, i’m in a rangе rover (err, err)
got no love for n*ggas, hope my brotha toast ’em (rah)
yeah we sip [?] pour drink in all sodas (wockhardt)
my young n*ggas get paid, finesse ’em with the soda
i [?], i’m comin’ out the bank (hood baby)
night shift in the wood, white boy got ’em stank (ugh, ugh*ugh)
bet they losin’ weight i make ’em all plank (yeah)
jefe from conley road and he came with aim
that money [?] then a b*tch, boy you know [?] (f*ck her)
geekin’ in that woo in all lanes (err)
no diddy, why my brother pop then sh*tted? (yeah)
hood baby, got top chef out the kitchen
[chorus]
(cut up in traffic, what you in?)
in that sp*ce coupe
(i’m cuttin’ up all in traffic)
in that sp*ce coupe (cuttin’)
(n*ggas don’t want no static)
in that sp*ce coupe (cuttin’)
(i took yo ho to magic)
in that sp*ce coupe (cuttin’)
birds in my whip i’m having, brrr
authentic we ain’t have synthetic, brrr
slime ’em out [?], brrr (slatt slatt)
burberry [?] always peckin’, brrr
[verse 2]
drippin’ in sp5der
my ex own the title (thottie)
she got head, dyk**a
leather suit, bike*a
she cheat on me once, i won’t even fight her
i got b*roll on me right now, it ain’t nothin’ to hype up (racks)
at the thotties house this sh*t goin’ on
drop a bag, book me for a show, we comin’ h*lla strong (h*lla strong)
[?] walk or talk to him, they gotta watch they tone
get it in, while these bows come in i’m gettin’ ’em gone (bows)
bet your money, i’m in the best whip (woo)
first day i met her she came in all [?] (yeah)
margeila shoes, no laces, can’t even trip (cut)
[?] like [?] i pour me up, i sip (pour up, pour up)
pour me up, i sip (pour up)
pour me up, i dip (yeah, on god)
pour me up, i drip (hood baby)
ridin solo, know these cutters [?]
[chorus]
(cut up in traffic, what you in?)
in that sp*ce coupe
(i’m cuttin’ up all in traffic)
in that sp*ce coupe (cuttin’)
(n*ggas don’t want no static)
in that sp*ce coupe
(cuttin’ i took yo ho to magic)
in that sp*ce coupe (cuttin’)
birds in my whip i’m having, brrr
authentic we ain’t have synthetic, brrr
slime ’em out [?], brrr (super slimey)
burberry [?] always peckin’, brrr
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