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Requested by Aryz Yuth · 8 wants · 8/11/2026

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(Yeah) (I can't get my eyes off you) Coupe got no roof (coupe), coupe got no roof (coupe) Coupe got no roof-roof, with my dog like, "Woof, woof" What up, baby? Okay, she tryna connect like she Bluetooth Bloody bottom shoe-shoes, bloody bottom soo-woo Please don't diss my crew too, they might have to do you G-lock, this a .22, but I call that two-two Pussy boy, you tutu, control this ho like YouTube Control this- (pfft) Long time comin', bag hit, thumbin' Mag spit, dump it, that Act-47 a trumpet Fuck up, you ain't talkin' 'bout them hundreds First down on my niggas, gon' punt it First down on my niggas, gon' punt it Gon' rush it, gon' get us a hundred, huh We signing that deal for some money, yeah You sign that lil' shit, you a dummy Lil' bitch, you already know how I'm comin' Them AB niggas, you know who done it Girls all over my body, yeah, they fuck out the cabs, pfft We ridin' around, sticks in the passy (pfft), bitch, I kill 'em like Buffy the Body Twinin' to killin', he don't know nothin' 'bout it, huh Ooh, ooh, you don't really (lil' bitch) You don't really wanna take that toll, you don't really wanna take that toll (toll, toll) You don't really wanna take that role (role) Young nigga, know I can't go against the code I'd give my life if it would save all the bros Real money on go, slide, nobody knows Whippin' Honda Accord, now I ride in the Rolls (ride in the Rolls) I know that dry shit got highs and lows How does the kid just sign and ghost? Tryna be gangster, his body went cold I'm aimin' that sniper right side of his nose Wippin' this pot, I get bread, I suppose I'll fuck up a brick, I'll fuck up the stove (fuck up a brick) Coupe got no roof (coupe), coupe got no roof (coupe) Coupe got no roof-roof, with my dog like, "Woof, woof" What up, baby? Okay, she tryna connect like she Bluetooth Bloody bottom shoe-shoes, bloody bottom soo-woo Please don't diss my crew too, they might have to do you G-lock, this a .22, but I call that two-two Pussy boy, you tutu, control this ho like YouTube Control this- (pfft) Long time comin', bag hit, thumbin' Mag spit, dump it, that Act-47 a trumpet Fuck up, you ain't talkin' 'bout them hundreds First down on my niggas, gon' punt it First down on my niggas, gon' punt it Gon' rush it, gon' get us a hundred

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