​cops r racist lyrics

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[Verse 1]
f*ckboy out bad in this hoee
b*tch I'm-ch I'm getting to them racks, like my dad did
Yeah, I'm on the way, I ain't know that there was traffic
Y-yeah, I'm on the way, I ain't know that there was traffic
I don't f*ck with cops, cause the cops racist
And I don't like clocks, 'cause the clock's racing
Going fast in that ghost, then I'm racing
If you talking 'bout lil' Nett, then you brainless
Yeah, you hatin' on the kid, tryna make it
How yall from the same city, and you hatin
Yeah, yeah, I'm from the same city, and you hating?
And your b*tch got Witch Gang on her playlist
And we gooo, clocks racing
She want take the di*k, this b*tch wanna face it
She wanna love the- she wanna love the Nett, but I cannot love a b*tch
She want- she want f*ck the Nett, maybe I can f*ck your b*tch
I'm in the trap, makin real racks
You out bad in this ho, b*tch, we getting to them racks
Long live my f*cking bruddas, this sh*t coming from the heart
f*ck 12, they some hoes, that sh*t coming from the heart
Thought she was my friend, she left me in the dark
[Outro]
f*ckboy out bad, and he sad, oh
b*tch I'm-ch I'm getting to them racks, like my dad did
Yeah, I'm on the way, I ain't know that there was traffic
Y-yeah, I'm on the way, I ain't know that there was traffic
I don't f*ck with cops, because the cops are racist
And I don't like class, 'cause the clock's racing
Going fast in that ghost, then I'm racing