Bentley coupe, I might chop the roof
Pop and shoot (Yeah)
Ain't heard of you (I ain't heard of you)
I ain't heard of you
(Pussy boy, yeah, pussy boy)
Roseworlddd
Watch me pull up in that Bentley coupe
Chop the roof, might just pop at you
Pop and shoot, pussy nigga, I ain't heard of you
I been stackin' up, yeah, my money on vertical
Feel like Magic Johnson 'cause my choppa hold a 32
Jersey, have you heard me
'Miri jeans and Hermès
I been gainin' haters, know they out there lurkin'
Baby blue Bentayga, just to make them nervous
AMG Mercedes, out the lot I'm skirtin' yeaahhh
Oh my God
Baby, don't play I'm afraid I might break yo lil' heart, I'm just sayin'
Can't even fake I've been stuck in a maze, I've been stuck in my ways
Chasin' the money, I'm tryna get paid, can't do minimum wage
They call me Saint 'cause I rose to the top from bottom, the f*ck out the way
Nothing on me, niggas got nothin' on me
I used to peep the hatin', you was never homie
Is you fed lil bruh, enough said lil bruh
Most them niggas 'round my age either wind up dead lil bruh
I'm jus sayin' lil bruh
What you claim lil bruh
Choose a side if you want in, lil bruh
No nigga you gotta slide on em
You gotta look in they eyes on em
Ask any of my day ones, everyone keeps a pipe on em
Watch me pull up in that Bentley coupe
Chop the roof, might just pop at you
Pop and shoot, pussy nigga, I ain't heard of you
I been stackin' up, yeah, my money on vertical
Feel like Magic Johnson 'cause my choppa hold a 32
I just pulled up in a Bentley Coupe, that's nothing new
This bitch is driving too fast, I think it's bouta zoom
I had to go get a bag I had to get a few
Pulled up in a Bentley Coupe but that is nothing new
That is nothing new to me, yeah, it's nothing new to me
Hotel, five stars, yeah, this bitch is fancy
If you know me then you know I'm where the bands be
If you know me then you know I'm where the bands be
Yeah, don't wanna talk about it if it's not about a bag
I run it up, I spend it and then I'ma run it back
I'm in a Bentley Coupe and this bitch driving kinda fast
Then I feel kind of lost I don't even know where I'm at
All this money, yeah, I think I'm an addict
I keep working hard, I wait for it to happen
Stack my money vertical I sit back and I watch it stack
I don't wanna talk about it if it's not about a bag
Bentley coupe
Chop the roof, might just pop at you
Pop and shoot, pussy nigga, I ain't heard of you
I been stackin' up, yeah, my money on vertical
Feel like Magic Johnson 'cause my choppa hold a 32
Saint Rose - Bentley Coupe (feat. Beckrauhl) Lyrics
Saint Rose - Bentley Coupe (feat. Beckrauhl) Lyrics
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Bentley coupe, I might chop the roof
Pop and shoot (Yeah)
Ain't heard of you (I ain't heard of you)
I ain't heard of you
(Pussy boy, yeah, pussy boy)
Roseworlddd
Watch me pull up in that Bentley coupe
Chop the roof, might just pop at you
Pop and shoot, pussy nigga, I ain't heard of you
I been stackin' up, yeah, my money on vertical
Feel like Magic Johnson 'cause my choppa hold a 32
Jersey, have you heard me
'Miri jeans and Hermès
I been gainin' haters, know they out there lurkin'
Baby blue Bentayga, just to make them nervous
AMG Mercedes, out the lot I'm skirtin' yeaahhh
Oh my God
Baby, don't play I'm afraid I might break yo lil' heart, I'm just sayin'
Can't even fake I've been stuck in a maze, I've been stuck in my ways
Chasin' the money, I'm tryna get paid, can't do minimum wage
They call me Saint 'cause I rose to the top from bottom, the f*ck out the way
Nothing on me, niggas got nothin' on me
I used to peep the hatin', you was never homie
Is you fed lil bruh, enough said lil bruh
Most them niggas 'round my age either wind up dead lil bruh
I'm jus sayin' lil bruh
What you claim lil bruh
Choose a side if you want in, lil bruh
No nigga you gotta slide on em
You gotta look in they eyes on em
Ask any of my day ones, everyone keeps a pipe on em
Watch me pull up in that Bentley coupe
Chop the roof, might just pop at you
Pop and shoot, pussy nigga, I ain't heard of you
I been stackin' up, yeah, my money on vertical
Feel like Magic Johnson 'cause my choppa hold a 32
I just pulled up in a Bentley Coupe, that's nothing new
This bitch is driving too fast, I think it's bouta zoom
I had to go get a bag I had to get a few
Pulled up in a Bentley Coupe but that is nothing new
That is nothing new to me, yeah, it's nothing new to me
Hotel, five stars, yeah, this bitch is fancy
If you know me then you know I'm where the bands be
If you know me then you know I'm where the bands be
Yeah, don't wanna talk about it if it's not about a bag
I run it up, I spend it and then I'ma run it back
I'm in a Bentley Coupe and this bitch driving kinda fast
Then I feel kind of lost I don't even know where I'm at
All this money, yeah, I think I'm an addict
I keep working hard, I wait for it to happen
Stack my money vertical I sit back and I watch it stack
I don't wanna talk about it if it's not about a bag
Bentley coupe
Chop the roof, might just pop at you
Pop and shoot, pussy nigga, I ain't heard of you
I been stackin' up, yeah, my money on vertical
Feel like Magic Johnson 'cause my choppa hold a 32
Pop and shoot (Yeah)
Ain't heard of you (I ain't heard of you)
I ain't heard of you
(Pussy boy, yeah, pussy boy)
Roseworlddd
Watch me pull up in that Bentley coupe
Chop the roof, might just pop at you
Pop and shoot, pussy nigga, I ain't heard of you
I been stackin' up, yeah, my money on vertical
Feel like Magic Johnson 'cause my choppa hold a 32
Jersey, have you heard me
'Miri jeans and Hermès
I been gainin' haters, know they out there lurkin'
Baby blue Bentayga, just to make them nervous
AMG Mercedes, out the lot I'm skirtin' yeaahhh
Oh my God
Baby, don't play I'm afraid I might break yo lil' heart, I'm just sayin'
Can't even fake I've been stuck in a maze, I've been stuck in my ways
Chasin' the money, I'm tryna get paid, can't do minimum wage
They call me Saint 'cause I rose to the top from bottom, the f*ck out the way
Nothing on me, niggas got nothin' on me
I used to peep the hatin', you was never homie
Is you fed lil bruh, enough said lil bruh
Most them niggas 'round my age either wind up dead lil bruh
I'm jus sayin' lil bruh
What you claim lil bruh
Choose a side if you want in, lil bruh
No nigga you gotta slide on em
You gotta look in they eyes on em
Ask any of my day ones, everyone keeps a pipe on em
Watch me pull up in that Bentley coupe
Chop the roof, might just pop at you
Pop and shoot, pussy nigga, I ain't heard of you
I been stackin' up, yeah, my money on vertical
Feel like Magic Johnson 'cause my choppa hold a 32
I just pulled up in a Bentley Coupe, that's nothing new
This bitch is driving too fast, I think it's bouta zoom
I had to go get a bag I had to get a few
Pulled up in a Bentley Coupe but that is nothing new
That is nothing new to me, yeah, it's nothing new to me
Hotel, five stars, yeah, this bitch is fancy
If you know me then you know I'm where the bands be
If you know me then you know I'm where the bands be
Yeah, don't wanna talk about it if it's not about a bag
I run it up, I spend it and then I'ma run it back
I'm in a Bentley Coupe and this bitch driving kinda fast
Then I feel kind of lost I don't even know where I'm at
All this money, yeah, I think I'm an addict
I keep working hard, I wait for it to happen
Stack my money vertical I sit back and I watch it stack
I don't wanna talk about it if it's not about a bag
Bentley coupe
Chop the roof, might just pop at you
Pop and shoot, pussy nigga, I ain't heard of you
I been stackin' up, yeah, my money on vertical
Feel like Magic Johnson 'cause my choppa hold a 32
Writer: George King, Rebecca Bartulovic
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid