Lamb - f** Yo Couch lyrics

[Verse 1] They should have never gave you n******gs money But since they gave it to you might as well give it to me Rick games give it to me I'm a go and get me something And if i don't like the colour go and get the other version You ain't seen another person in this business I will church I'm perfect i don't worry eating curry I don't carry on the boat with my folks Question to ask I talk game you n******gs just talking about privates You just who i do this for Scoop it and maneuver slow about to get it all for The tangent that you took me for I ain't no mother f**ing joke I'm dopest is the Dopest let the smokers let me soft [Chorus] f** you couch n***a and we got that bounce Rollin up about an ounce boy what the f** you talking about f** you talking about n***a Man f** your couch and we got that bounce Rollin up about an ounce boy what the f** you talking about f** you talking about n***a [Verse 2] Walking up in that Atlanta that was just the 18th Came to TSA now I'm in LA counting few hundred stacks That's up in my city I don't pull up for no need no zezz With my lean yeah work it K b**hes they see me in the business It's in that pain yea we going to go the distance She knows lambs got it right now she wants to hop some Ok i like it captain racks seen them high no ‘ Hey n******gs so scared of trapping Hey rub it n***a like hey that sh** ain't happen Guns in the living room guns in the attic Robbing n***a hey like sh** ain't happen [Chorus] f** you couch n***a and we got that bounce Rollin up about an ounce boy what the f** you talking about f** you talking about n***a Man f** your couch and we got that bounce Rollin up about an ounce boy what the f** you talking about f** you talking about n***a [Verse 3] Uh there will never be another Chuck You ain't high enough you about to see me coming up I'm watching players club in the tubs Dog am at the carwash out in the front Wiping down the wax off my truck Shake a diamond p bottle in the club I put my feet up on the couch if i want I can stare a car on the blunt Pop the trunk just get in the front Push the bu*ton I'm in your hood Now start it up now you smart enough Its jumper cables for you n******gs on the hood [Chorus] f** you couch n***a and we got that bounce Rollin up about an ounce boy what the f** you talking about f** you talking about n***a Man f** your couch and we got that bounce Rollin up about an ounce boy what the f** you talking about f** you talking about n***a