Coffin

(Buddah bless this beat)

It's us (Earl on the beat)

Strappin' the keeper, mm, uh, keepin' the keys on, uh

It's us, givin' the keys to the Wock' to my boys

Go, okay, slatt, okay, damn, 'crete, 'kay

Gimme the keys to the coupe, I'ma pull out (Brrt)

Gimme the keys to the 'crete, I'ma pull out ('Crete, 'crete)

Gimme the keys to the coupe, I'ma pull out (Skrrt)

Gimme the keys to the coupe, I'ma (Skrrt, uh)

Go, I'm on the top of this shit (Yeah)

Okay, okay , okay

(Earl on the beat) (Concrete Boys)

Gimme the keys to the coupe, I'ma pull out

Gotta wear condoms 'cause I do not pull out (Ew)

Walk in the spot, fifty deep with the tool out

They know that it us, show out at the cookout (Slatt, go)

We gettin' money, don't care 'bout what they on (Us)

Finger **** hunnids at home all alone

In a suit with a stick like Capone (Beep)

Bo for the Jackson, all Shamone

I took the chrome to chrome (Shamone)

I took his bitch, I boned (Beezy)

I made her leave her phone, yes

(Yeah, oh) Who said we ain't made records? (Go)

Rich-ass still eatin' Checkers

Still pull up, double decker (Boys)

Still control the whole Mecca

Still that nigga, still (Still)

I still **** her, I will

Might put this bitch in my will (Will)

(Wait, hold on, you're gon' do what?

You're trippin', nigga, I'm from, nigga) Us, chill

****in' this bitch in the hills

I ain't even lick her, she wet as a eel

Ew, nigga, I'm just talkin' (Oh my God)

Get on these beats and I'm not even rappin'

I'm literally flossin' and walkin' (Walk)

Get on these beats that I'm literally walkin'

On God, I really be flossin' (Walk)

Bitch in the sheets, hit that bitch from the back

Put the ***** inside of a coffin