Lyrics Coupe Angel Eyes - Julian
Coupe
angel
eyes
(Whoa)
Ride
till
I
die
(Ride)
Arm
out
the
left
(Huh)
Side
bitch
to
my
right
(Right)
Dubs
wit
the
tints
(Dubs)
She
say
let
me
in
(No)
20K
on
her
hand
(Whoa)
She
say
you
my
man
(No
cap)
Mulsanne
(Whoa)
outside
(Ya)
Lambo
(Whoa)
too
wide
(Damn)
My
doors,
go
fly
(No
cap)
Your
bitch,
too
nice
(Woo)
Same
niggas
hate,
cause
I'm
shinin'
the
Audemar
Stage
name
J,
but
I'm
all
bout
that
Louie
talk
First
name
Luis
on
the
Benz
registration,
Alpina
B7
feelin'
caucasian
Fell
for
a
minute,
they
doubted
a
nigga
Now
that
I'm
winnin',
they
down
for
the
nigga
Lookin'
at
the
coupe,
they
wanna
ride
with
a
nigga
But
where
was
you
at
when
I
called
you,
my
nigga?
Never
caught
us,
never
seen
judicials,
gas
the
M8,
got
a
little
whistle
Big
dawg,
nigga
you
a
pixel,
I'm
too
wavy
all
these
niggas
ripples
Bentayga,
ridin'
all
official,
black
n'
white
benzes
like
officials
Flooded
Patek
got
a
couple
crystals,
fuck
around
n'
open
traps
in
Bristol
Coupe
angel
eyes
(Whoa)
Ride
till
I
die
(Ride)
Arm
out
the
left
(Huh)
Side
bitch
to
my
right
(Right)
Dubs
wit
the
tints
(Dubs)
She
say
let
me
in
(No)
20K
on
her
hand
(Whoa)
She
say
you
my
man
(No
cap)
Mulsanne
(Whoa)
outside
(Ya)
Lambo
(Whoa)
too
wide
(Damn)
My
doors,
go
fly
(No
cap)
Your
bitch,
too
nice
(Woo)
I
got
Mike
Trout
stacks
in
the
Goyard,
long
racks
nigga,
they
can
go
yard
Mike
Trout
with
the
stick,
make
a
nigga
go
yard
Send
that
nigga
six
feet
deep,
or
we
can
go
yards
2AM
gang
goin'
hard,
I
can't
buy
it
if
it
don't
got
the
stars
Audemar,
gotta
glow
my
arm
Crush
that
hoe
up,
fill
it
up
with
the
bars
I
got
me
a
shipment,
it
come
through
the
mar
Play
with
my
money,
and
you
won't
see
tomorrow
But
we'll
see
your
fam
dressed
in
all
black
like
Demar
Big
blocks
i
got
it
stuck
under
the
truck,
lil
nigga
you
know
it
ain't
nuthin'
Got
me
a
lil
big
booty
bitch
nigga
and
she
know
i
ain't
wit
that
cuffin'
(Big
blocks
i
got
it
stuck
under
the
truck,
lil
nigga
you
know
it
ain't
nuthin'
Got
me
a
lil
big
booty
bitch
nigga
and
she
know
i
ain't
wit
that
cuffin')
Talkin'
money
bitch
give
me
all,
I
can't
fuck
with
y'all,
y'all
niggas
frauds
Empty
fullies
on
em
till
they
fall,
smokin'
sour
under
Rolly
stars
Coupe
angel
eyes
(Whoa)
Ride
till
I
die
(Ride)
Arm
out
the
left
(Huh)
Side
bitch
to
my
right
(Right)
Dubs
wit
the
tints
(Dubs)
She
say
let
me
in
(No)
20K
on
her
hand
(Whoa)
She
say
you
my
man
(No
cap)
Mulsanne
(Whoa)
outside
(Ya)
Lambo
(Whoa)
too
wide
(damn)
My
doors,
go
fly
(No
cap)
Your
bitch,
too
nice
(Woo)
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