Replica! lyrics

by

Autumn!



[Chorus]
She gon' do what I say so 'cause she know I'm T'd up
Mama just hit my payphone, told me it's time to T up
I'm tired of my old hoes, guess it's time to go re-up
f*ck up next, b*tch, we up
GLS, but it's Maybach, I'm ridin' round with my feet up
That's another M on the way every time I pull them beats up
Put fifty K right in her face, I bet that lil' ho freeze up
You a people-pleaser, you gon' f*ck your lil' knees up
I know she a keeper, she on my hip like beeper
How you tryna sneak diss? You can't afford my sneakers
And these just my beaters

[Verse]
I came up off Visas
You run your mouth too much, you need to go run your bucks up
You nevеr talk about no money, might as well shut the f*ck up
You lеft, I ain't give two f*cks, I know that got you f*cked up
You should've just played your part, that's where they always f*ck up
f*ck it, that's just how it be
This life a beauty, the Glock is a beast
I flew this lil' b*tch right out of the east
Ride with a chopper, it's right on the seat
Ride with that yopper, it's right next to me
Walk in the bank and I'm cool with the tellers
Walk through the rain with a Louis umbrella
You ain't got CashApp, okay, I'ma Zelle you
GT3, no, this is not a Carrera
Six words to describe me, okay, I'ma tell you
Only thing Replica 'bout me Margiela
Only thing Replica 'bout me Margiela
Everything good and I came with the fellas
Catch me outside with the scammers and felons
Puffin' on Zootiez, I need me a beverage
Been could've signed, I was keepin' a leverage
Why this sh*t blow like a motherf*ckin' levee?
I drive the foreign like a motherf*ckin' Chevy
My pockets fat, yeah, they motherf*ckin' heavy
Been touched an M, I was way more than ready
My b*tch a ten, she the one just like Headie
[Chorus]
She gon' do what I say so 'cause she know I'm T'd up
Mama just hit my payphone, told me it's time to T up
I'm tired of my old hoes, guess it's time to go re-up
f*ck up next, b*tch, we up
GLS, but it's Maybach, I'm ridin' round with my feet up
That's another M on the way every time I pull them beats up
Put fifty K right in her face, I bet that lil' ho freeze up
You a people-pleaser, you gon' f*ck your lil' knees up
I know she a keeper, she on my hip like beeper
How you tryna sneak diss? You can't afford my sneakers
And these just my beaters

[Outro]
All these n*ggas keep playin' with me
Let me get a— let me get a suit right quick
Ayy, what up— ayy, what up, n*gga?
Oh, you ain't gonna see—
Ayy, bro, why I— bro, every time I come home, bro
Every time I come home, tell 'em, cuz
Bro, it's some bullsh*t
Cops, cop, cop grabbin' a n*gga, all-all types of lame sh*t, come on now, bro
b*tch, I'm— ayy, as far as you concerned, b*tch, I'm El Chapo out here
This my city, as far as you concerned, this my city
I'm El Chapo, b*tch
I'm El Chapo out here, boy
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