This is a song about "2 door coupe"

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

You showed me to the door

Summer time, different shore

*cough cough*, that's some potent shit oh there go police man

My coupe is bullet proof and i gotta luggage van,

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

// [when you walked through the door]

Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor

I gotta tell you that my love is true

She's in her brand new coupe and she's smoking too

And all women who had light features, see

This coupe-i'm... in, highway about a buck fifty