Gunna
Bentley Coupe

[Intro]
(Durel made the beat, I'ma rock wit’ it)

[Chorus]
New coupe and it came with a OnStar
Rich tailor, my tie spinnin'
Got this bad bitch, she suckin' my socks off
Got cum on the white linen
My crew rich and I swear that it’s my fault, I feel like a mob boss
On the move every day, ain't no time to talk
Ain't a snail, I can't die from you droppin' salt

[Verse 1]
We let the chopper talk
Thought he wanted some smoke, but he called it off
Got a cup full of dope and I'm noddin' off
My head spinnin', I need me a Tylenol
Shopping sprees, and see, we gotta cop it off
Got this bad bitch with me, she a barbie doll
I didn’t eat her, but still had the beat her, and treat her, and now she hold me like the analog
Who got the best broad, uh-huh?
Who got the fastest car?
My swagger is up to par, uh-huh
Got vibes like a catamaran
Now look how I raised the bar
I’m strapped like the Navy boy
The engine, I let it run
What you think I get it for?
[Chorus]
New coupe and came it with a OnStar
Rich tailor, my tie spinnin'
Got this bad bitch, she suckin’ my socks off
Got cum on the white linen
My crew rich and I swear that it's my fault, I feel like a mob boss
On the move every day, ain't no time to talk
Ain't a snail, I can’t die from you droppin' salt

[Verse 2]
Don't care that you suckers doubt
You weren't there when I slept on my momma couch
Tried to trail and I went on another route
Fuck a scale, I'm still weighing my problems out
They tryna use me for clout
I got money, I went bought a bigger house
Love my hood, I don't want 'em to see a drought
Run yo' check up, you know that's what we about

[Chorus]
New coupe and it came with an OnStar
Rich tailor, my tie spinnin'
Got this bad bitch, she suckin' my socks off
Got cum on the white linen
My crew rich and I swear that it's my fault, I feel like a mob boss
On the move every day, ain't no time to talk
Ain't a snail, I can't die from you droppin' salt