This the last lane
()
This my environment
You can see this whip that Im driving, this my environment
(skeet)
Im going crazy, so crazy, need a psychiatrist
These bitches come out in groups
Chuck out the deuce, I know you ready get loose
We in the coupe, coupe, coupe, what you in?
Coupe, coupe, coupe
Coupe, coupe, coupe
(skeet)
Coupe, coupe, coupe
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Im in that four door, I got that Glock in the roof
Im living proof, I rock that turbo, that turbo I hit my boost
Pick up your four, you got hoes lookin' like mermaids
You in another one that was not that was not the one from yesterday
You went colossal your posture is very awesome
Gotta get arrogant nigga when I hear flossin
You cant be showin' no luv to big booty freaks
She luv the way that my doors open for my Lamborghini
Cant let them jack you for rapping nigga cause we done seen it
When you survive and you make it you gotta know the meanin'
This is your lifestyle for life, nigga you no longer dreamin'
I forgot about my ceiling
()
This my environment
You can see this whip that Im driving, this my environment
(skeet)
Im going crazy, so crazy, need a psychiatrist
These bitches come out in groups
Chuck out the deuce, I know you ready get loose
We in the coupe, coupe, coupe, what you in?
Coupe, coupe, coupe
Coupe, coupe, coupe
(skeet)
Coupe, coupe, coupe
()
Im with some facial, I turn the corner so fast, I almost crashed
Im in that V12 Engine, I hit the gas
We on that 93 smoking that good supreme
I got some kingpins waitin', run through my genes
We in the race car whips, thats my genetics
I made my money, do flips, and I dont sweat it
Im bout to spend me some chips, I wont regret it
I put in work from the dirt, Im driving reckless
You cant be hacking the playa, you get a penalty
(thats a no)
I get to dozing off in the coupe off promethazine
You put a turbo next to a turbo, thats royalty
(just skeet)
Represent loyalty
()
This my environment
You can see this whip that Im driving, this my environment
(skeet)
Im going crazy, so crazy, need a psychiatrist
These bitches come out in groups
Chuck out the deuce, I know you ready get loose
We in the coupe, coupe, coupe, what you in?
Coupe, coupe, coupe
Coupe, coupe, coupe
(whacha mean?)
Coupe, coupe, coupe
(skeet)
Coupe, coupe, coupe
Coupe, coupe, coupe
(whacha mean?)
Writer(s): Nayvadius Wilburn, Christopher James Gholson
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