New Coupe (Feat. Roddy Rich) [Prod. By DannyWolf]

[Intro: PnB Rock & Roddy Richh]

I pulled up in that new coupe, I feel like I'm 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 I'm Bruce Wayne (Skrt)

Diamonds in my teeth, yeah, they shine like Johnny Dang (Johnny)

Your bitch wanna **** 'cause she's seen my brand new chain (Ice)

And she see I'm up and I'm 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)

Don't give a **** (****)

So please don't 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 ain't go in a rented (Skrt)

Ay, trap nigga, I'ma turn until the fall (Fall)

Ay, remember I was kickin' in doors (Doors, doors)

Ay, I've 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 I'm Bruce Wayne (Skrt)

Diamonds in my teeth, yeah they shine like Johnny Dang (Johnny)

Your bitch wanna **** 'cause she's seen my brand new chain (Ice)

And she see I'm mobbin', I'm 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)

Don't give a **** (****)

So please don't 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' I'm rich I still be plottin' on the Opps (**** 'em)

[Grab a gun?] so I won't stop, get the drop

It's so all them pussy niggas six feet in a box (Block, block)

All my bitches bad, they like Givenchy and shit (Ooo)

All these VVS's, 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 I'm havin' all of this cash (Cash)

Bitches, they on me, I brag (Brag)

Chasin', I'm 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 I'm Bruce Wayne (Skrt)

Diamonds in my teeth, yeah they shine like Johnny Dang (Johnny)

Your bitch wanna **** 'cause she's seen my brand new chain (Ice)

And she see I'm mobbin', I'm 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)

Don't give a **** (****)

So please don't run up (Up)

My hittas be in the cut (The cut)

Yeah