Mops lyrics

[Intro: Coi Leray]
You know I like big racks, big cheese, you know (Yeah, yeah)
Big stacks, I need blue cheese n*gga (50k, 100k)
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Coi Leray]
Soon as my show done it's back to the spendin', don't let no mops get in here
You a thot b*tch, we get to the money what I made on the block doubled this year
No b*tch you can't touch this good hair, just copped some brand new palms, they so red
Your n*gga just tried to kiss me, couldn't believe it, get off my di*k, stop reaching

[Verse 1: Coi Leray]
You know I got on Moncler, it's a coat but I'ma rock that sh*t all season
And I might just have a couple b*tches with me, sh*t I don't care, long as they look decent
And I don't argue over n*ggas, take your b*tch, you can take that n*gga and keep him
Just send me the invite, sh*t I ain't even get there yet and I'm already leavin' (Hold on)

[Interlude: Coi Leray]
Yo bro, they sent the address?
Yeah bruh, I seen shawty and sis' there
Tch, that sh*t huddy
Alright so

[Verse 2: Coi Leray]
f*ck it
Let's cop a fifth of the Henny, head bustin' you, yeah
We don't give a f*ck, we're shootin'
Bro, got your b*tch in the back, she in love with a big sherm
You know I like me a big worm
Boy ate me so good, put a A on his midterm
You know a lil' b*tch gettin' nasty
Lil' b*tch know how I bring the pack
[Chorus: Coi Leray & MoneyMarr]
Soon as my show done it's back to the spendin', don't let no mops get in here
You a thot b*tch, we get to the money what I made on the block doubled this year
No b*tch you can't touch this good hair, just copped some brand new palms, they so red (MoneyMarr)
Your n*gga just tried to kiss me, couldn't believe it, get off my di*k, stop reaching

[Verse 3: MoneyMarr]
Opp n*ggas ain't ain't on nothin'
XD compact, and it's tucked in
Sendin' shots out the Tahoe, shots get to bustin'
Pull up to the club, six deep and we clutchin' (Haha)
You a thot b*tch, you keep calling my phone, I ain't tryna hear nothin'
Twenty racks in the bank, I ain't flashin' or stuntin'
Smoking OG and dank, yeah that sh*t get disgustin'
I'm still by the stove (We right there), p-pourin' up a four (That good red)
b*tch just tried to suck me up and kiss me, told that b*tch to go 'head
b*tch I'm a star, get lit like VIP
n*gga I got the Tech and V8 like Vicky
I ain't pickin' her up, I'ma send her a Lyft
'Bout to go f*ck it up, better zip up the vest
Big drip, talk sh*t, I'ma step on Balenci's
That kill dawg sh*t, walk down with the glizzy
Big stick talk, b*tch yeah this sh*t can get wicked
Got too much bank, used to trap out the Cricket
Big drip, talk sh*t, I'ma step on Balenci's
That kill dawg sh*t, walk down with the glizzy
Big stick talk, b*tch yeah this sh*t can get wicked
Got too much bank, used to trap out the Cricket (Lil' b*tch)
[Chorus: Coi Leray]
Soon as my show done it's back to the spendin', don't let no mops get in here
You a thot b*tch, we get to the money what I made on the block doubled this year
No b*tch you can't touch this good hair, just copped some brand new palms, they so red
Your n*gga just tried to kiss me, couldn't believe it, get off my di*k, stop reaching