Pop Smoke – “Coupe” [Audio, Lyrics, Video]

Here is the posthumous visual for Pop Smoke’s “Coupe” track. Listen, stream, read the lyrics, buy the song.

Pop Smoke Coupe

The second posthumous album has arrived from Brooklyn rapper Pop Smoke, and as Pusha-T suggested on the third track “Tell The Vision,” he can already see a platinum plaque starting to form in the clouds. One of the most commercially successful members of the Brooklyn drill community, Pop Smoke was well on his way to becoming a global superstar. The tragic end to his life marked one of the most depressing days in modern hip-hop history, but the rapper’s team has been emptying out his vault to share his greatness with the world. Every release has been bittersweet, but Faith has angered even some people within Pop’s close circle.

The album is expected to debut at #1 on the Billboard 200 next week and Pop’s estate is doing everything to secure that pivotal starting point, releasing a deluxe edition on Wednesday morning and uploading the official music video for “Coupe” later that day.

Pop Smoke – Coupe (prod. Rico Beats)

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Lyrics

[Intro]
Uh
Rrr, grrt

[Chorus]
Hop out the coupe, (Baow) swervin’
Give me the loot, purgin’ (Baow)
Keep .22s, lurkin’ (Baow, woo, woo, woo, uh, woo)
Hop out the coupe, swervin’ (Woo)
Give me the loot, purgin’ (Boom)
Keep .22s, lurkin’ (Baow, woo, woo, woo, woo)

[Verse]
Yeezy the boot, fashion (Grr)
All this grass, it look good in this fashion (Woo)
Point him out and I’m attackin’ (Boom)
Beat him down then I drag him (Baow)
Big Nappy Blue, burner (Baow)
Wrap that boy up in the curtains (Shot)
Brodie got one thing for sure (Bah)
But papi got two things for certain (Grr)
I got guns in the shack, uh (Boom)
I got guns in the back (Baow)
Don’t run in my crib, look (Woo)
I put guns to your head (Look, baow)
Will I shoot you? Nigga, prolly (Uh-huh)
It’s Pop Smoke, I’m movin’ hottie (Woo, woo)
Big knockin’ on my body (Grr)
Free Rowdy and free Bobby (Grr)
Yeah, I’m 823, uh (Baow)
Big GSC, uh (Woo)
I had crack in my socks, uh (Uh-huh)
I got guns in my brief (Boom)
I give him hot shells like a taco (Grr)
I’m Big Woo the flex, nigga, not Choo (Grr)
And I’m still swervin’ from potholes (Woo, woo)
And I still shootin’ at Tahoes (Skrrt, skrrt)
I give him hot shells like a taco (Woo)
I’m Big Woo the flex, nigga, not Choo (Baow)
And I’m still swervin’ from potholes (Woo)
And I still shootin’ at Tahoes (Grr)

[Chorus]
Hop out the coupe, swervin’ (Baow)
Give me the loot, purgin’ (Baow)
Keep .22s, lurkin’ (Grr, woo, woo, woo, woo)
Hop out the coupe, swervin’ (Baow)
Give me the loot, purgin’ (Baow)
Keep .22s, lurkin’ (Grr, woo, woo, baow, woo, woo)
Hop out the coupe, swervin’ (Baow)
Give me the loot, purgin’ (Baow)
Keep .22s, lurkin’ (Huh, woo, woo, woo, woo)
Hop out the coupe, swervin’ (Boom)
Give me the loot, purgin’ (Baow)
Keep .22s, lurkin’ (Woo, woo, woo, woo)