Holy Goaty - Summer Coupe Lyrics

Fuck pickin' up the coins, I need rubber bands
If it ain't all in my hands it don't feel the same
I see the game change, streets are flooded with the lames
Sorry I don't know ya name but I'm glad you came

Fuck pickin' up the coins, I need rubber bands
If it ain't all in my hands it don't feel the same
I see the game change, streets are flooded with the lames
Sorry I don't know ya name but I'm glad you came

I'm glad you came

Walked in makin' demands this my department
That's just how you do it when you goin and fly and bossin'
Take this gas and roll it up in my apartment
I'm in Sandton City buyin' up some shit I'm flossin'

Damn that party was so rowdy with so many thotties
Tried to flex up and we just show 'em we got the tommy
The paparazzi steady tryna catch me and my posse
The way I'm walkin', way I'm lookin' bitch of course I'm cocky

Of course I'm cocky