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bloody knuckles - space coupe lyrics

[intro]
(merihem made this one)

[chorus]
just woke up and popped a xan, mixed with lean (mix that)
i’m just here to tote, yeah, i’m going to tote another bean (bean)
only want the racks, i want all the f+cking green (cash)
gucci cologne, make me feel home, when i’m alone (alone)
no more bands on me, i’m switching faithfully (nah)
rockstar, what i’m trying to be (yeah)
popstar, just need me a k or 2 (cash)
if not, then i’ma shoot at you (boom)
switch up that .32 (glock)
gonna get lit tonight, if your coming too (nah)
now i’m high, so blast that .22 (yuh)
need another check, run that sh+t on you (run that sh+t)
we gonna take a n+gga chains too (yuh)
we gonna pop that, rock .92 (.22)

[pre+chorus]
we gonna take a n+gga chains too (chains too)
we gonna pop that, rock that .22 (brrrah)
b+tch you moving like a hoe do (b+tch)
yеah, i’m riding in my sp+ce coupe (skrrt+skrrt)

[verse 1]
been gripping sh+t since a baby (grippin’)
now this lеan got a n+gga lazy (lazy)
making bread, stack, you crazy (b+tch)
100 pound, what they gave me (smoke)
these n+ggas can’t change me (gas)
that’s why these n+ggas hate me (hate me)
in a foreign, my money changin’ (filthy)
roll of wood, now i’m grazing (big gas)
[chorus]
just woke up and popped a xan, mixed with lean (mix that)
i’m just here to tote, yeah, i’m going to tote another bean (bean)
only want the racks, i want all the f+cking green (cash)
gucci cologne, make me feel home, when i’m alone (alone)
no more bands on me, i’m switching faithfully (nah)
rockstar, what i’m trying to be (yeah)
popstar, just need me a k or 2 (cash)
if not, then i’ma shoot at you (boom)
switch up that .32 (glock)
gonna get lit tonight, if your coming too (nah)
now i’m high, so blast that .22 (yuh)
need another check, run that sh+t on you (run that sh+t)
we gonna take a n+gga chains too (yuh)
we gonna pop that, rock .92 (.22)

[verse 2]
bands, bands all over my drip (big bands)
cash, got another glock on my hip (glockstar)
friends, you ain’t gotta dip (no you don’t)
shots, that’s what i’m callin’ (shots)
you know that were scorin’ (boom)
rags to riches so you know i’m ballin’ (yuh)
in a brand new matte black foreign (la+la+la+la)
gonna run up another check (cash)
see the tint on my neck (on my neck)
popped a seal, on that (seal)
glock gonna rock that (pop)
we finna pop that (pop)
don’t be scared, i’ll punch you in yo f+cking face and show you where we all gonna be posted on the block (on the block, yeah+yeah)
i know he’s scared because his brother got shot (grrt)
pulled the coupe out the lot (skrrt off)
it’s not a range, its a foreign
[pre+chorus]
we gonna take a n+gga chains too (chains too)
we gonna pop that, rock that .22 (brrrah)
b+tch you moving like a hoe do (b+tch)
yeah, i’m riding in my sp+ce coupe (skrrt+skrrt)

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