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detroit l-o - red coupe lyrics

[hook]

real n+ggas do real sh+t
stack another grip, take a n+gga b+tch
top dropped, cherry red coupe, n+ggas rolling
gotta do the dash, boy i drive it like it’s stolen
real n+ggas do real sh+t
stack another grip, take a n+gga b+tch
top dropped, cherry red coupe, n+ggas rolling
gotta do the dash, boy i drive it like it’s stolen

[verse 1: jackpot]

top peeled back like a muf+ckin’ apple
i grab a green box, couple rellos and a snapple
i’m cadillac cruising when i’m in the hood with l+o
i might be on the 6, on the east, like i’m vezzo
i’m the big j+peezy, i make it look easy
i had his b+tch blushing, that she came up to me+me
i’m the fenkell ave. walker, i f+ck a fine daughter
she know i’m jackpot, she at casino’s like a stalker
had the red coupe, time to switch it to the black
need a toilet in the booth, how i’m sh+ttin’ on the track
we shooting d’s earlier, they hit me for a stack
house always win, b+tch you know i’m getting it back
call my n+gga mally, shining so they all see
my whole life grinding, i don’t care what the f+ck it cost me
n+gga ain’t no way that you gon muf+ckin’ off me
n+ggas need to wake up and smell the muf+ckin’ coffee
[hook]

[verse 2: detroit l+o]

yes i…. do remain blessed, i
what makes you think that you can play a brother from the westside
even though i always call you over for some s+x, i
keep 25 butane lighters on the dresser
i’m unrealistically cold like december 85th
superb with the predicates, smoking like a spliff
and sh+t don’t stop
make you drink a bucket of p+ss of a n+gga who don’t drink nothing but pop
and i’m in her juice box, you can’t kick it like me, son
back the f+ck up cuz you’re a kid, like capri, son
stacking guapele for rainy days, what you think hoe
see you later, piling all this paper got you kinko
n+gga what’s poppin, go for paper, no stopping
keep a glock to protect my bucks, john mcglocklin
n+ggas must behave, or take it to the grave
cruising on a sunny ass day, banging blade
[hook]

[verse 3: detroit l+o]

the game bout to get swept, gon and get the broom
i hit, now watch the hoe tell like a rented room
the good life is never served on a platter
i’m a 4+1 n+gga that’s the sh+t, cuz fenkell matters
n+gga i’d rather give you my b+tch
cuz i’m living suga free, but y’all be on that sucker sh+t
dip off to the west coast just to chill
you hoes ain’t sh+t, be foreal

[jackpot]

man i been balling all day, coach i’m tired as h+ll
and i need to put this blunt in some fire like h+ll
all the neighbors talking bout they smell the weed in the bas+m+nt
sold all of it in an hour so i don’t catch no cases
walking round a n+gga house, like got d+mn this sh+t sp+cious
just because i like whit diamonds that don’t mean that i’m racist
i see so many faces like a muf+ckin’ princ+p+l
y’all n+ggas some kids and b+tch i’m ms. trenchable
[hook]

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