Cop My Style lyrics
by Izaya Tiji
[Verse 1]
(Ahem)
Whenever I get lonely, I drop the top lil' b*tch, every time I'm stoned, n*gga they owe me
She a hood b*tch, yeah I know she don't cop no boneless, no boneless
Whenever I call her phone tryna f*ck, she'll come quick, she a dumb b*tch
n*ggas so fake, yeah they change so quick and I known this, I been known this
n*ggas so fake, yeah they hate so quick, I've been loaded, yeah I been rolling
Yeah, yeah-yеah, I been rolling, off the molly, yeah-yeah, I been going
Knock all thеse b*tches down like I been bowling, they love when a n*gga so stoned, yeah
[Chorus]
Yeah, they tryna cop my style, yeah I made all these b*tches so fly, yeah
Free all my n*ggas indicted, yeah I need a rich lil' fly b*tch
I got zero dollars, I still got rich myself
How could I fall off, I'm going up, they don't know what I'm saying (Hahaha)
[Verse 2]
I had to drip out all of my n*ggas, they glow like a lamp (Blrrr), yeah
If I'm the goat, then all of my children, yeah they the lamb, mm-mm, yeah
I gotta jugg now, I was so broke now I got a lil' b*tch now
I am a vet now, bust out the 'Cat now, yeah-yeah-yeah, he go
He gon' need a vet now, gon' need a doc' now, gon' need a paramedical
Yeah, it's some scary n*ggas sitting in the attic, he don't want no static, no
I had a Perc' fetish, now I got a money fetish, she got a rich n*gga fetish
Do you get it? Yeah, bro did you get it? I can teach you really how to get it
b*tch did me so bad, I'm back to the money, yeah like that's none of my business
Moved on so fast, I'm back to the hunnids, fifties, Benjis, Benjis, Benjis, Benjis
[Bridge]
I had to cut the lil— I had to cut the lil' b*tch, uh huh
I had to cut the lil— I had to cut the lil' b*tch, uh huh
I had to cut the lil— I had to cut the lil' b*tch, uh huh
I had to cut the lil— I had to cut the lil' b*tch, uh huh
Walking on 'em, yeah
Talking on 'em, mm-mmh, yeah I'm just talking to 'em, hm
All of these industry n*ggas they want me die on 'em, mm
(Hmm-hmm-hmm, mm-mm, mm, mm, mm-mm)
[Verse 3]
I gotta spaz on 'em real quick
I gotta spaz on 'em, yeah-yeah (Yeah)
Lil' bro got that Tec on 'em, yeah-yeah (Yeah)
I put that black on 'em, yeah-yeah
I put that blue on 'em, yeah-yeah
And I put that— mmh, I put that— mmh
Pull up to the stu' on 'em, yeah-yeah
Bullets in 'em, yeah-yeah
Shots at 'em, yeah-yeah
Gotta do his ass bad
I be the hottest n*gga in my city, these n*ggas ain't f*cking with me
Bro going city to city, back home f*cking on these bitties
I told that b*tch to go, blow him and then blow me
Blow him and then blow him
[Chorus]
Yeah, they tryna cop my style, yeah I made all these b*tches so fly, yeah
Free all my n*ggas indicted, yeah I need a rich lil' fly b*tch
I got zero dollars and I still got rich myself
How could I fall off, I'm going up, they don't know what I'm saying (Hahaha)
[Verse 4]
Oh that's your big homie, big brother, yeah you ain't see him again (Uh-uh-uh)
Live by the sword, yeah die by the sword, yeah die by your friend (Uh-uh-uh)
Yeah I'm a young n*gga, yeah a young n*gga, do my dance (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah I'm a young n*gga, yeah a young n*gga, do my stance (Yeah-yeah-yeah)
I don't give a f*ck n*gga, give a f*ck, n*gga yeah, yeah (Uh-uh-uh)
Free all my n*ggas locked up in that pen (Uh-uh-uh)
Yeah the FN or Draco, yeah-yeah it depend (Hmm)
Go over here with that b*tch, yeah
He gon' record that lil' diss, okay
Told bro keep that mask on, they got that (They got a cam)
Cams on, they got that (They got a cam)
Caught on cam like [?]
The b*tch so thick, yeah thick like Kim, but she black like Nicki
I'm on some cool sh*t, I'm on some cool sh*t, I'm on some cool vibes
I'm on some dumb sh*t, I'm on some dumb sh*t, I'm on some dumb vibes
[Refrain]
How will I flop? They don't even know what I'm saying
How will I flop if they don't know what I'm saying?
How will I flop if they don't know what I'm saying?
How will I flop if they don't know what I'm saying?
How will I flop if they don't know what I'm saying?
Like how will I flop? They don't know what I'm saying
How will I flop if they don't know what I'm saying?
Like how will they fly when they don't know what I'm saying?
[Outro]
These n*ggas is fans, these fans be crazy, y'all n*ggas some hoes, you know it's a fan
(Mm, mm-mm-mm-mmh)
These n*ggas be fans but some of them crazy, [?] I'm blowin' like a muf*ckin' fan, I—
(Cough)(Cough)
Yeah, mm
Yeah
(Mm-mm, mm, mmh, mm, mm)
(Mm, mm-mm-mm-mmh)
Yeah
(Mm, mm-mm-mm-mmh)