Coffin - Lil Yachty

Strappin' the keeper, mm, uh, keepin' the keys on, uh

Keepin' the keys to the WAP when I pull out (Boys)

Go, okay, slatt, okay, damn, 'crete, 'kay

Keepin' the keys to the coupe when I pull out (Brrt)

Gimme the keys to the 'crete when I pull out ('Crete, 'crete)

Gimme the keys to the coupe, I’ma pull out (Skrrt)

Gimme the keys to the coupe, I’ma (Skrrt, uh)

Go, I’m on the top of this shit (Yeah)

Okay, okay (Earl on th Beat), okay (Concrete Boys)

Gimm the keys to the coupe, I’ma pull out

Gotta wear condoms 'cause I do not pull out (Ew)

Walk in the spot, fifty deep with the tool out

They know that it’s us, show out at the cookout (Slatt, go)

We gettin' money, don’t care 'bout what they on (Us)

Finger fuck hunnids at home all alone

In a suit with a stick like Capone (Beep)

Bo for the Jackson, like Shamone

I took the chrome to chrome (Shamone)

I took his bitch, I boned (Beezy)

I made her leave her phone, yes

(Yeah, oh) Who said we ain’t made records?

(Go)

Rich-ass still eatin' Checkers

Still pull up, double decker (Boys)

Still control the whole Mecca

Still that nigga, still (Still)

I still fuck her, I will (Will)

Might put this bitch in my will (Will)

(Wait, hold on, you’re gon' do what?

You’re trippin', nigga, I’m from, nigga) Us, chill

Fuckin' this bitch in the hills

I ain’t even lick her, she wet as a eel

Ew, nigga, I’m just talkin' (Oh my God)

Get on these beats and I’m not even rappin'

I’m literally flossin' and walkin' (Walk)

Get on these beats that I’m literally walkin'

On God, I really be flossin' (Walk)

Bitch in the sheets, hit that bitch from the back

Put the pussy inside of a coffin