Kop That sh*t (Brum Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: Aystar]
I'm a beat when I jump on these hits
I spit flames, I'm hot, these man are just sh*t
I had to bring it up to Brum just to unload the clip
I'm John Wick with the stick
I've got some sick kids that'll creep through your crib while you're a kip
Or fly around the front with a brick
And don't get mad and try and come running out with your flick
Cause them four-four shots are good to put you to kip
I've got some kids I get weed off, they be moving like Jimmy
And they know I keep the hand ting with me
Shh got shot and now they're asking "Did he do it?" like Diddy
Cause he knows I'm on smoke like a ciggy
Glock's got seventeen on the back like Curtis' top
You should feel the way it kicks whеn it pops
I had to fly up to Cali just to set up some shop
Now I'm sending mids back to thе pool like I'm Klopp

[Chorus: Aystar]
Make sure you got that sh*t
Make sure you got that sh*t
And if you ain't got that sh*t then cop that sh*t
But don't be a little bum and go and rob that sh*t, you get me?
Just go and cop that sh*t, you get me?
Just go and cop that sh*t
And if you ain't got that sh*t then cop that sh*t
But don't be a little bum and go and rob that sh*t
[Verse 2: MIST]
You better cop that sh*t
Suited and booted, on my James Bond sh*t
I still got that stick, swerving ditches
Gears get shifted, everybody knows what MIST did
Sickmade living, keep sh*t lit
It was me and Jaykae on a visit
Now I'm tryna get some dough outta Misfits
Punch a man's lips in, I said punch a man's lips in
Let's have a straightener on the grass, you little grass
You didn't wanna help when I was brass
Aggravated bugs in a mask
Two hands on on a graft
Two hands on when I'm banging the strap
That's two grand gone for the old boom-bang
Settle the score, time to ride with the gang
Well planned sabotage
I'm in the bushes, army clothes
Whistle dot tryna camouflage

[Chorus: Aystar]
Make sure you got that sh*t
Make sure you got that sh*t
And if you ain't got that sh*t then cop that sh*t
But don't be a little bum and go and rob that sh*t, you get me?
Just go and cop that sh*t, you get me?
Just go and cop that sh*t
And if you ain't got that sh*t then cop that sh*t
But don't be a little bum and go and rob that sh*t
[Verse 3: Jaykae]
And if you ever make a mess, you better mop that sh*t
I got a missus so my ex, I had to block that b*tch
You got a chain before a strap fam, you are not that rich
2014, I was in the wok with MIST
I bought a gym and if I swing then I will off that switch
You got a spare room at yours and let me crop that quick
Thirty-two, I can't believe my life has gone that quick
I made 'em wait for my album, they're like "Drop that sh*t"
It's coming, I promise, pro never novice
I have to check myself cause sometimes I'm too f*cking honest
I'm like "You f*cking sausage", a few need to cop it
Need to stop snitching and start doing their porridge
Getting gassed off a b*tch and start losing your profit
Now they ain't got faith like Christopher Wallace
Blud I'm swinging like Adonis, how bad you f*cking want it?
Tell Aystar to hail up Thomas, 2Real

[Chorus: Aystar]
Make sure you got that sh*t
Make sure you got that sh*t
And if you ain't got that sh*t then cop that sh*t
But don't be a little bum and go and rob that sh*t, you get me?
Just go and cop that sh*t, you get me?
Just go and cop that sh*t
And if you ain't got that sh*t then cop that sh*t
But don't be a little bum and go and rob that sh*t