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Correct New Coupe, Who Dis? Lyrics
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(feat. Mick Jenkins) (Talk to me, Talk to me, Talk to me, Talk to me) [Bridge 1: Smino] Voulez-vous cou', we cut like filet mignon Shia Lebouf give me nothin' but gold Cold bitch she wet like MIchigan Fully loaded cage that ear I work like a Mexican Bad lil' hoe your trap by hoe Ain't got a lotta tick can't talk right now [Hook: Smino] I pull up (creepin'), new coupe (beamin'), who dis? (schemin') Watchin' TV in the headrest (this is automatic), lay down I pull up (creepin'), new coupe (Bimmer), who dis? (schemin') Watchin' TV in the headrest (what your lil ass be watchin'?), lay down [Verse 1: Mick Jenkins] Killing these niggas stylistically is a crack rock for 'em He speak facts with the Caps Lock on Hit 'em in the purse I know that swearing hurts worst, excuse my language I know the truth sound like curse words, excuse my singing I know that I may sound like hurt birds, all of these C-notes Lazy I, fly plaid shirt, he look like Deebo Lift a brick, came up out the dirt with my people Ignorant, only 'cause you looking through a peephole And I could peep game You 'gon need some ski poles, tryna dig through these flows Could avalanche, but refrain What the fuck's a co-sign That sound like a new fan Fam I been in this shit you acting like I just grew hands Grip that bitch with two hands and blow off a limb in this bitch Space coupe I feel like Invader Zim in this bitch Pulled up in the black on black silk wrap like a new perm Ten percent tints hope twelve don't U-turn Way too much piff in these G-star Lowkey pulling strings niggas speak bass guitar Smino hit the sweet-talk, Mrs. Officer [Bridge 2: Smino] I don't need I don't need, I don't need, I don't need no co-sign I got me A lot on, a lot on, a lot on my, my mind O-M-G They say I beef, I done told 'em I'm refined I don't need, I don't need, I don't need no co-sign I got me A lot on, a lot on, a lot on my, my mind O-M-G They say I beef, I done told 'em I'm refined [Verse 2: Smino] edit 1 Reposition her, throw me that scalp Throw me that, give me that shit turn around Deep conditioner, huh Ima beat it till it pout Brought my niggas out of dark place 2 door Cut the power I was couped up no 2 door Pay my cars I'm no uno Hands looking a lil fudo Your bitch wanna kick it she do judo Give me the scalp I want the new growth Smi in your hoodie just might pullover All of your flowers stroke your willow Smoking white widow with a widow One of a cut or roll or two more All on your stomach ? Play instrumental on her menstrual (This shit harder than a motherfucker, I like that) Come back I can give you a lil bit more It dont take much to keep my tempo I dont indulge in extra info ? on minimal Freaky she speaking french to her [Bridge 1: Smino] Voulez-vous cou', we cut like filet mignon Shia Lebouf give me nothin' but gold Cold bitch she wet like Michigan Fully loaded cage that ear I work like a Mexican Bad lil' hoe your trap by hoe Ain't got a lotta tick can't talk right now [Hook: Smino] I pull up (creepin'), new coupe (beamin'), who dis? (schemin') Watchin' TV in the headrest (this is automatic), lay down I pull up (creepin'), new coupe (Bimmer), who dis? (schemin') Watchin' TV in the headrest (what your lil ass be watchin'?), lay down
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