copycat lyrics

(Its about time you stop being a b*tch and listen to some 22
He will never disappoint you)

[Chorus]
My b*tch is a runway model
She wearing Versace
Come and stop me
I just rock all my sh*t and you copy
Shiny grills pretty face
She really my type on paper
She really don't smoke no vapor
f*ck that bottle, see ya later

[Verse 1]
VVS diamonds are dripping on my shirt (ay)
I got no game but it works
Pull up my IG then i skurt, b*tch
Say, francc you wearing that nice belt
Too hot this sh*t making my ice melt
It's just me and my money
And without the bread it's just myself
I used to get mad at the haters
Now i know why they be hating and sh*t
I'd be mad too if i was broke in the bank
And I knew that I'd never be rich
Took too many fours in my line
I only want [?] little bro that's fair
If you ain't bring sh*t to the table
At least be pretty and have nice hair
[Chorus]
My b*tch is a runway model
She wearing Versace (and Gucci too)
Come and stop me
I just rock all my sh*t and you copy
Shiny grills pretty face
She really my type on paper (type on paper)
She really don't smoke no vapor
f*ck that bottle, see ya later

[Verse 2]
She tryna be my baby like Bieber
You got to my house and gave me the rules
Like bae you is not my teacher (for real)
I got too many words to hypnotize you
Yeah I might make you a keeper
You be [?] your phone
I hit a home run you caused me Dereck no Jeter (f*ck)
I don't even be using my legs anymore
I got too many ways to be traveling (ways to be travelling)
You be babbling babbling
All the money finna decline like Madelyn
I wanna get up and go to the mall
Coping the drip we finna be paddling
Ran into my side girl
You and her you better be battling
[Chorus]
My b*tch is a runway model
She wearing Versace (wearing Versace)
Couldn't stop me
I just rock all my sh*t and you copy
Shiny grills pretty face
She really my type on paper
She really don't smoke no vapor
f*ck that bottle, see ya later

(Everyone told him you cannot be a great artist)