Bentley Coupe Gunna
"Bentley Coupe" by Gunna, released in 2021, is a #HipHop track that showcases themes of luxury, success, and the rapper's lifestyle. The lyrics highlight opulence, fast cars, and confidence, reflecting the aspirations of wealth and fame. Unique musical elements include catchy hooks and smooth melodies, contributing to its cultural resonance in contemporary hip-hop.
[Intro]
(Durel made the beat, I'ma rock wit’ it)
[Chorus]
New coupe in the cab with her own stuff
Bitch tell her my time's finished
Got this vibe, bitch, she suckin' my socks off
Gotta come on her weight limit
My crew wishin’ I swear that it's my fault I feel like a mob boss
On the move every day, ain't no time to talk
And I smell like I can't die from you droppin' salt
[Verse 1]
We let the chopper talk
Told they wanted some smoke, but they caught it off
Got a cup full of dope, but don't know how to know
My head spinnin', I need me, I'm tall enough
Shopping sprees, see, we gotta cop it off
Got this vibe, bitch, with me, she a barbie doll
I didn’t eat it, but still had the beat, I’ma treat her
And now she hold me like the analog
Who got the best, bruh?
Who got the fastest car?
I thank her, she throw the pot I bow like a catamaran
Oh, look how I raise the bar I'm straight like the Navy, boy
The engine, I let it run What you think I get it for?
(Durel made the beat, I'ma rock wit’ it)
[Chorus]
New coupe in the cab with her own stuff
Bitch tell her my time's finished
Got this vibe, bitch, she suckin' my socks off
Gotta come on her weight limit
My crew wishin’ I swear that it's my fault I feel like a mob boss
On the move every day, ain't no time to talk
And I smell like I can't die from you droppin' salt
[Verse 1]
We let the chopper talk
Told they wanted some smoke, but they caught it off
Got a cup full of dope, but don't know how to know
My head spinnin', I need me, I'm tall enough
Shopping sprees, see, we gotta cop it off
Got this vibe, bitch, with me, she a barbie doll
I didn’t eat it, but still had the beat, I’ma treat her
And now she hold me like the analog
Who got the best, bruh?
Who got the fastest car?
I thank her, she throw the pot I bow like a catamaran
Oh, look how I raise the bar I'm straight like the Navy, boy
The engine, I let it run What you think I get it for?
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