Drivin' In Tha Coupe (97.0 Fm)

Thank you for tuning into 97.0 Radio Coming in with a new track Stay ready for this heat They bringing that new school G Funk to yo ears Here we go Stay ready be ready Always ready Run it run it run it run it run it Running out the back door Hop up in the coupe Post up to the curb Yeah you know i'm bouta swoop Rolling down the avenues Playing something so smooth You know that we with the whole damn crew Going insane tryna do my thing All these suckas they wanna hang Pulling up driving through Cruising all over foo They don't really know How we really really do They said that I never make it I said that's not true You said that we been homies But I never got you Don't act like you know me Imma sock you You a phony Pull up I stay driving Yeah you know that it is Ivan I whip my damn magic just like i'm M. Bison Yuh! Driving in the coupe We tryna get loose You don't really know Driving in the coupe We tryna get loose You don't really know Pop it lock it drop it We gon' put you in yo coffin If you ever wanna stop it See the line and maybe cross it Have you running like a faucet You can lock it up and toss it G Funk banging so you know We here to boss it We know on the weekends We stay sliding all over the city We the smoothest suckas Popping out this is not a ditty Understand the knitty gritty We look at yo face and see that you cannot keep up with this pace Cuz you ain't got no bass Got chuck taylor's on my feet When I be taking steps I'm big stepper tomb wrecker Make you feel the depth Been pressure no flexing Y'all just know the rest This record live but the vibe Will probably take ya breath We just swinging and swerving Dropping them hits they nervous You can tell the difference They ain't like me that's certain I been putting on They changing the topics Saying they coming up Watching them plottin I'm watching them dodging The hits that we banging We taking no losses uh I'm giving em L's Giving em hell Wishing em well Cuz ain't no body really down Now at days its hard to tell And i can't trust a soul If my foot up in the door Now they asking me for more In summer 23 you know we turning up You put that bass up in yo trunk And now it's burning up 20 years up in this game I'm asking where the love? Cuz if you say we ain't the ones You just ain't heard enough Got chuck taylor's on my feet When I be taking steps I'm big stepper tomb wrecker Make you feel the depth Been pressure no flexing Y'all just know the rest This record live but the vibe Will probably take ya breath I say we driving Driving In the coupe In the coupe Coupe Driving Driving In the coupe In the coupe Driving in the coupe We tryna get loose You don't really know Driving in the coupe We tryna get loose You don't really know I say we driving Driving In the coupe In the coupe Coupe Driving Driving In the coupe In the coupe