Copycat

Copycat

Luh the crew Yea Nigga brought his bitch around Now she love the crew I’m the one with all the money How I fumble you I just woke up Tell my bitch I need somethin’ new I told all my side bitches I need somethin’ fresh Nigga played his tape for me I was not impressed Nigga ran off with my style Niggas copycats If she don’t suck it for an hour I’m not comin’ back Ain’t comin back Shit aint cool These niggas ain’t got no money in it She a fool with that neck She must know somethin’ Niggas stingy with the drac They’ll post somethin’ Every time I’m with my bitch I don’t post nothin’ ****ed a lot of bitches over But I’m so hungry Damn she ****ed a lot of homies But you still love her Might pull up an hour late But I’m for sure comin’ They know me by my first name When I’m in Rick Owens A lot of niggas switched lanes But imma keep goin’ Flexin’ like Lebron James Imma keep goin’ She got a couple fake pages I’m already knowin’ How she know I’m on vacation With my other one I ain’t really got no patience I’m like let me **** I be tellin’ hoes get ready And don’t ever come They gon’ trick you out your spot If you get comfortable How she think I took her to my house But I got multiple He heard I’m dealin’ with his bitch He got emotional Nigga brought his bitch around Now she love the crew I’m the one with all the money How I fumble you I just woke up Tell my bitch I need somethin’ new I told all my side bitches I need somethin’ fresh Nigga played his tape for me I was not impressed Nigga ran off with my style Niggas copycats If she don’t suck it for an hour I’m not comin’ back Bought a gram How the **** you get a blunt with that Pillows on my headrest The benz come with that Got like thirty somethin’ on me Like a runnin’ back Ain’t got shit goin’ Niggas hopin’ chump come back Kickin’ bitches out Get your dad on me Hit the stage hoes wylin’ Tryna grab for me Bucks Clan We a motha****in’ cash army Lean man call We cheerin’ like a draft party Big coupe drivin’ like they fast forward me Hop out with a fresh fade bad shorty Rick on me fresher than a fittin’ room Remember sleepin’ on that rug In the livin’ room Finally put up a dub Niggas nickel to me My bitch just a girl she She want a hug and Givenchy shoes There’s hoes in my section I don’t sit with dudes I got swole how I’m flexin’ Nigga terry crews She ain’t suck it for an hour Think that’s very rude Niggas lookin’ up to me Watch my every move Pour a deuce on the rocks This shit very smooth Gave this bitch somethin’ Actin’ like I never knew [End]

Copycat

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Luh the crew Yea Nigga brought his bitch around Now she love the crew I’m the one with all the money How I fumble you I just woke up Tell my bitch I need somethin’ new I told all my side bitches I need somethin’ fresh Nigga played his tape for me I was not impressed Nigga ran off with my style Niggas copycats If she don’t suck it for an hour I’m not comin’ back Ain’t comin back Shit aint cool These niggas ain’t got no money in it She a fool with that neck She must know somethin’ Niggas stingy with the drac They’ll post somethin’ Every time I’m with my bitch I don’t post nothin’ ****ed a lot of bitches over But I’m so hungry Damn she ****ed a lot of homies But you still love her Might pull up an hour late But I’m for sure comin’ They know me by my first name When I’m in Rick Owens A lot of niggas switched lanes But imma keep goin’ Flexin’ like Lebron James Imma keep goin’ She got a couple fake pages I’m already knowin’ How she know I’m on vacation With my other one I ain’t really got no patience I’m like let me **** I be tellin’ hoes get ready And don’t ever come They gon’ trick you out your spot If you get comfortable How she think I took her to my house But I got multiple He heard I’m dealin’ with his bitch He got emotional Nigga brought his bitch around Now she love the crew I’m the one with all the money How I fumble you I just woke up Tell my bitch I need somethin’ new I told all my side bitches I need somethin’ fresh Nigga played his tape for me I was not impressed Nigga ran off with my style Niggas copycats If she don’t suck it for an hour I’m not comin’ back Bought a gram How the **** you get a blunt with that Pillows on my headrest The benz come with that Got like thirty somethin’ on me Like a runnin’ back Ain’t got shit goin’ Niggas hopin’ chump come back Kickin’ bitches out Get your dad on me Hit the stage hoes wylin’ Tryna grab for me Bucks Clan We a motha****in’ cash army Lean man call We cheerin’ like a draft party Big coupe drivin’ like they fast forward me Hop out with a fresh fade bad shorty Rick on me fresher than a fittin’ room Remember sleepin’ on that rug In the livin’ room Finally put up a dub Niggas nickel to me My bitch just a girl she She want a hug and Givenchy shoes There’s hoes in my section I don’t sit with dudes I got swole how I’m flexin’ Nigga terry crews She ain’t suck it for an hour Think that’s very rude Niggas lookin’ up to me Watch my every move Pour a deuce on the rocks This shit very smooth Gave this bitch somethin’ Actin’ like I never knew [End]

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