New Coupe (Feat. Roddy Rich) [Prod. By DannyWolf]
[Intro: PnB Rock & Roddy Richh]
I pulled up in that new coupe, I feel like Im Bruce Wayne
(Bit! Bit!)
Go head, O
Skrt, ay
Danny, I see you
Ay
[Chorus: PnB Rock & Roddy Richh]
I pulled up in that new coupe, I feel like Im Bruce Wayne (Skrt)
Diamonds in my teeth, yeah, they shine like Johnny Dang (Johnny)
Your bitch wanna **** cause shes seen my brand new chain (Ice)
And she see Im up and Im flexin wit my gang (Flexin)
[Post-Chorus: PnB Rock]
I hang wit some thugs (Thugs)
You sellin them drugs (Drugs)
The streets show me love (Love)
Yeah (Yeah)
Dont give a **** (****)
So please dont run up (Up)
My hittas be in the cut (The cut)
Yeah
[Verse 1: Roddy Ricch & PnB Rock]
My diamonds shinin big, these VVs (Yeah)
And my ex bitch watchin me on TV
Young nigga had to trap it out and go and get it (Get it)
Bitch I bought that brand new Bentley, I aint go in a rented (Skrt)
Ay, trap nigga, Ima turn until the fall (Fall)
Ay, remember I was kickin in doors (Doors, doors)
Ay, Ive been on a PJ, got designer drip
Ay, and she flipped the digits, gotta buy her a whip
I was at a trap house when the Feds did a sweep (Did a sweep)
So I had to run them digits up, them racks on me (Get them racks on me)
So I can pull up in them projects in a brand new coupe
Roddy Richh, bitch I got rich off the streets
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: PnB Rock & Roddy Richh]
I pulled up in that new coupe,I feel like Im Bruce Wayne (Skrt)
Diamonds in my teeth, yeah they shine like Johnny Dang (Johnny)
Your bitch wanna **** cause shes seen my brand new chain (Ice)
And she see Im mobbin, Im flexin wit my gang (Flexin)
[Post-Chorus: PnB Rock]
I hang wit some thugs (Thugs)
You sellin them drugs (Drugs)
The streets show me love (Love)
Yeah (Yeah)
Dont give a **** (****)
So please dont run up (Up)
My hittas be in the cut ( The cut)
Yeah
[Verse 2: PnB Rock]
Huh, standin on the block wit a Glock (Brrt)
Even tho Im rich I still be plottin on the Opps (*** * em)
[Grab a gun?] so I wont stop, get the drop
Its so all them pussy niggas six feet in a box (Block, block)
All my bitches bad, they like Givenchy and shit (Ooo)
All these VVSs, man, this shit cost grip (Drippin)
Run up, you get done up, bitch, I empty the clip (Brrt)
Gucci wit Balenci, bitch, I stay wit the drip (Ay)
I just be poppin them tags (Tags)
Ridin around in a Jag (Skrt, skrt)
All of these haters so mad (Mad)
Cause Im havin all of this cash (Cash)
Bitches, they on me, I brag (Brag)
Chasin, Im chasin the bag
In a whip, I haul ass
Two hundred all in the dash , bitch
[Chorus: PnB Rock & Roddy Richh]
I pulled up in that new coupe, I feel like Im Bruce Wayne (Skrt)
Diamonds in my teeth, yeah they shine like Johnny Dang (Johnny )
Your bitch wanna **** cause shes seen my brand new chain (Ice)
And she see Im mobbin, Im flexin wit my gang (Flexin)
[Post-Chorus: PnB Rock]
I hang wit some thugs (Thugs)
You sellin them drugs (Drugs)
The streets show me love (Love)
Yeah (Yeah)
Dont give a **** (****)
So please dont run up (Up)
My hittas be in the cut (The cut)
Yeah