Dirty Cop lyrics

[Chorus]
When we played cops and robbers, b*tch, I used to be a dirty cop
Just f*cked another n*gga b*tch, she gave me a no reason drop
The winter been hot than a b*tch, they still waiting on summer to stop
My young n*ggas don't like to go inside, they tryna hit a top
They know who next, b*tch, I'm the topic
I got that check, sh*t never stop
On your head I put that guap, lil' bruh leave a stain with a mop
Unc' gon' whip that pot 'til it lock, I got n*ggas locked in the box
Trap open, b*tch, come and shop
The glick loaded, ain't gotta c*ck it or nothing, n*gga

[Verse 1]
I see you flexing lil'-ass bags, b*tch, my pockets way bigger
Ooh, I just seen here a bad b*tch, know that I'm leaving with her
When I catch him, he leaving Earth, get in my way, you leaving with him
Couldn't breathe after that chopper hit him
Pick a side 'fore you die like Middle
Or Malcolm, whatever the f*ck his name is
When I'm with JB, we bang sh*t, b*tch, we the bang twins
di*k riding n*gga, how the f*ck we cool? I don't even know your name, twin
If it ain't 'bout money, then you ain't speaking my language
Don't jump in my lane, b*tch
I flame sh*t and 12 can't tame sh*t
f*ck a first day out, n*gga, I got out and still on the same sh*t
If she let me in the spot, I trap it out just on some gang sh*t
Percocets in my lean, this sh*t got me losing my brain, b*tch
[Chorus]
When we played cops and robbers, b*tch, I used to be a dirty cop
Just f*cked another n*gga b*tch, she gave me a no reason drop
The winter been hot than a b*tch, they still waiting on summer to stop
My young n*ggas don't like to go inside, they tryna hit a top
They know who next, b*tch, I'm the topic
I got that check, sh*t never stop
On your head I put that guap, lil' bruh leave a stain with a mop
Unc' gon' whip that pot 'til it lock, I got n*ggas locked in the box
Trap open, b*tch, come and shop
The glick loaded, ain't gotta c*ck it or nothing, n*gga

[Verse 2]
Been in a different bag, since I been getting that different money
On Percocets and lean, I spend them blue face hundreds
Turned up like I'm Herbo, b*tch, you know who run it
n*ggas on my di*k, the opps don't like how I be f*cking stunting
Mad as f*ck, I'm getting they partner whacked for a little to nothing
"Switch up the flow, Li Rye, it's getting boring"
Born to be a shooter, Robert Horry
See a opp, you gotta know I'm scoring
Sipping raw, the f*ck I look like pouring?
They knew I was special when I was born
“Fix your shirt, bae, your titties showing”
Killing opps, we eeny-meeny-moe-ing
Real gangster, park my car just how I want probably kill you if you tow it
If I put this b*tch in your hand, then I'ma kill you if you don't f*cking blow it
I know n*ggas was the man, and fell off
Going straight to top with this sh*t and I can blow it
[Chorus]
When we played cops and robbers, b*tch, I used to be a dirty cop
Just f*cked another n*gga b*tch, she gave me a no reason drop
The winter been hot than a b*tch, they still waiting on summer to stop
My young n*ggas don't like to go inside, they tryna hit a top
They know who next, b*tch, I'm the topic
I got that check, sh*t never stop
On your head I put that guap, lil' bruh leave a stain with a mop
Unc' gon' whip that pot 'til it lock, I got n*ggas locked in the box
Trap open, b*tch, come and shop
The glick loaded, ain't gotta c*ck it or nothing, n*gga