Supposed To Be lyrics

[Intro]
(IceWater Black wit' da ahhh)

[Chorus]
I run up some money, go cop' me a new car
f*ck it, I skrt off the lot (Skrt)
Man, we havin' more choppas, supposed to be doctors
But f*ck it, we'll never be cops
I went and run up the money, go get me a bag
Now I'm havin' way more than my opps
Man, these n*ggas, they hatin', they comin' in last
Remember kick door like the SWAT

[Verse]
Gotta stay on the mission, the money I chase
And no, I ain't makin' no stops (Aye, no)
Bad b*tch all in my face
In and out, she can get swapped (Bad b*tch)
I really like her face
Took her body to the chop shop (Chop, chop)
Diamonds shining crystal clear, they look like raindrops (Wet, wet)
Got tunnel vision like Cyclops
My car came out a robot
These n*ggas broke and they pitiful (What?)
Sware every juug is a miracle (Aye)
Walk in the store and get lyrical (Lyrical)
My work in the trap is phenomenal (Work)
These n*ggas be broke, it be comical (Damn)
I stay flexin' on them, abdominal
n*ggas be hatin', but workin' at Dominos
I serve you up like it's Dominos (Serve)
They know I'm the one, no domino (Domino)
Choppa' gon' hit you from head to toe (Blaow!)
Know I stay drippin' from head to toe
Pull up in suicide doors, and they hederal
The way I beat out the pack, its incredible (Beat it out)
Servin' the cookie, the medical (Cookie)
Aye, these n*ggas hoes, not like us
I got the touch, no Midas (Touch)
My b*tch didn't end up wit' no Church's
My diamonds, they punchin'
They hittin', they hurt you (Baow!, baow!)
Aye, keep you a stick, be alert too
Aye, you know the gang wit' the bird flu (Gang)
I'ma stay real, I'm not like you (What?)
See you in the field, and I doubt you
You call on your plug up to spot you (Woah)
I got shottas on the roof
Play wit' the gang, you go, "Poof" (Poof)
No, we ain't callin' no truce (No)
Make one call to the troops (To the troops)
If you get money, salute (Aye)
I'm like Bishop, got juice (Juice)
Pour up the drank, I got juice
[Chorus]
I run up some money, go cop' me a new car
f*ck it, I skrt off the lot (Skrt)
Man, we havin' more choppas, supposed to be doctors
But f*ck it, we'll never be cops
I went and run up the money, go get me a bag
Now I'm havin' way more than my opps
Man, these n*ggas, they hatin', they comin' in last
Remember kick door like the SWAT