Jonathan Holmquist - Coupé lyrics

Ya (Verse 1) And the police record ain't foot proof Hoe blow me like you trynna get the ? Let me get inside your head no voodoo sh** is healthy for you baby no coscos Go down like the roof on a car do They all the same and I don't even know who's who (no) And the rules don't apply All I'm doing's being rude and getting high And growing up, I had a bunch of job interviews but ain't never showed up, pour it up Bad b**hes give me shoulder rubs Five minutes later they already know what's up, roll it up B'fore we even showed up, they can smell it so they know it's us Ya (Verse 2) Woke up in a brand new apartment, bartender shake the drinks like Parkinson Hoe don't call me I ain't trynna have an argument, trynna get f**ed up don't call again Been played on the radio, tell the labels cut the checks and it's already hoe Maybe yeah maybe no, got a lot of motherf**ers trynna pay me tho, wavy hoe Everybody know I'm crazy hoe, my life a movie I don't care about the ratings tho, baby woaw Where you been hun? In the benz driving got the bomb on me like i'm Bin Laden And we can go drive for hours, you drive, I'm getting high like the Eiffel tower And when I show off all the ? Nowadays I got this haters feeling kinda sour