Part 1: COUPE

[Verse 1]
Oi, hola, konnichiwa, kumusta, and uh, danke shan
Nice to meet you, my name is Josh, but refer me as Josha Man
Straight edge like an Empire State ledge
Four-year pledge to my university? Fawk dot
They tryna hold me down and restrain me? Fawk dot
They tryna see me take L's? Homie, fawk dot
They tryna out-hustle Joshie boy, fawk dot
Devil thought he took me down, you thought
But guess what, muhfucka, hah you lost
These artists in the industry big, at what cost?
They may have the juice, but they'll never get the sauce
And now they think they rockstars, huh? Fawk dot
All the culture vultures out here, fawk dot
And all the negatives media spread, fawk dot
And all the lies our president say, fawk dot
And all the grown-ups tryna put us down, fawk y'all

[Chorus]
My coupe a two-seater, yellow paint and I got the heater
In the dash if somebody start tweaking
Ah, couple bands in the back if she need to crash
Oh my gash, oh my gosh, cut intersections fast
My coupe a two-seater, yellow paint and I got the heater
In the dash if somebody start tweaking
Couple bands in the back if she need to crash
Oh my gash, oh my gosh, cut intersections fast, haha
[Verse 2]
Address me as the Brando, 'cause I'm godfather with it
It's a Civic that I'm whipping, it don't matter 'cause I kill it
Whatever I'm driving, my girl behind it, my haters follow suit
If you successful, the failures will try to follow you
So I'ma just keep driving, you can keep the golf clubs
I won't look behind me, tryna pass all of ya
And matter fact, I'm speeding up, 'til the cops come
Pull me over 'cause meter run wild, drop something
Then I book it, word to Monte, word to Smeezy
Hoping that the 5-0 could cut some leeway
Going 'bout 120 on the freeway
(Damn, I didn't even know my car could go this fast)
But then I kick my feet back 'cause we escaped
Me and my girl on the PCH eating cheesecake
Fucking up some commas so I order beef steak
Jeez wait, hot plate, oh fuck, burnt me

[Chorus]
My coupe a two-seater, yellow paint and I got the heater
In the dash if somebody start tweaking
Ah, couple bands in the back if she need to crash
Oh my gash, oh my gosh, cut intersections fast
My coupe a two-seater, yellow paint and I got the heater
In the dash if somebody start tweaking
Couple bands in the back if she need to crash
Oh my gash, oh my gosh, cut intersections fast, haha
Part 2: House Party

[Verse]
Wop wop
Talk is cheap, you talk a lot, you talk to me
I talk for free, that's nice of me, uh
Walking 'round, see cups on cups
And lips and lips, and now your lips up onto me, uh
We just met, but you just said
"Go ahead and take my dress up off of me, please"
And then I said, "Baby girl, cheese
I think I need to bounce up out, peace"

[Hook]
Think I need to bounce up out, peace
Baby girl, cheese
I think I need to bounce up out, peace
Bounce up out, peace
I think I need to bounce up out, peace
Bounce up out, peace
Don't bother me
Give me my space, need to give me my peace, please