Red Coupe

Lyrics

[Chorus: London Jae] Red coupe, chanel boots (ooh) Lil mama you fine, I had to tell you (ooh) Girl I'm a hustler, I might just sell you (ooh) No hammer or drill, I'm tryna nail you (ayy) Stunt hard and you know it I'm on them bars and you know it I got 'em cars and you know it In my garage and you know it Red coupe, chanel boots (ooh) Lil mama you fine, I had to tell you (ayy) [Verse 1: Skeme] This right here just me and London I might take your hoe out to the London Might just jump in that pussy no bungee I know ya last nigga weren't gettin no money Real blood like a vampire I want nothin blue but them hunnids And I need at least like a rack of those I don't know what these rap niggas actin' fo' Baby don't fuck with nothin' else but them real niggas She allergic to fake shit I give that dick to her back to back to back to back No I don't need no break shit See I done gave the rollie a facelift VVS's flooding on the face bitch Pull up in foreigns and just murk in the parking lots And then I go beat the case bitch Red Coupe with chanel boots That's type of girl I can call boo She the type that you saw as ready for you Everytime you tell her fall through You don't be giving me problems or nothin baby That's why I skip all the talking and get to the fucking baby [Chorus: London Jae] Red coupe, chanel boots (ooh) Lil mama you fine, I had to tell you (ooh) Girl I'm a hustler, I might just sell you (ooh) No hammer or drill, I'm tryna nail you (ayy) Stunt hard and you know it I'm on them bars and you know it I got 'em cars and you know it In my garage and you know it Red coupe, chanel boots (ooh) Lil mama you fine, I had to tell you (ayy) [Verse 2: Skeme] Lil mama you know that you fly You know that you fire You know that you fine Girl this patek on my wrist gon' tell that don't you waste time with them lames Baby you know that you fly You know that you fire You know that you fine And if you fuckin on broke niggas I think that it's time for a change yeah Benzie i'm switchin my lane yeah Rari i'm switchin my lane yeah Lambo i'm switchin my lane yeah Pour up and sip for the pain, yeah Pour up just for the pain, yeah Pop me a perk for the pain, yeah Sip on that remy and pop me molly To come to and give you that thang yeah (Hoooooh shit) Don't play with this pimpin 'Cause girl that's a violation Ain't no time like the present baby So what's use of all that time wasting VVS's on me shine crazy I mean VVS's on me shine brazy And I give that dick to her on that drank Had to pour another line baby [Chorus: London Jae] Red coupe, chanel boots (ooh) Lil mama you fine, I had to tell you (ooh) Girl I'm a hustler, I might just sell you (ooh) No hammer or drill, I'm tryna nail you (ayy) Stunt hard and you know it I'm on them bars and you know it I got 'em cars and you know it In my garage and you know it Red coupe, chanel boots (ooh) Lil mama you fine, I had to tell you (ayy) [Outro: Skeme] I just to had tell you something baby Listen, stop playing around with all that bullshit baby Because if you do that you slippin You understand what I am saying You need to turn around to see what you turning down baby Because it's real shit going all around this motherfucker You didn't know now you do TM88 you a fool for this shit nigga S/o to my nigga Wheezy going crazy brazy crazy West side Inglez, I love this shit