COPIN' (feat. Mulamandam)

Uh aye Look
She tryna get in my
Huh look
She tryna get in my zone
She want me to pick up the phone
She just wanna rock with me
& I just wanna roll
Rolling weed & she rolling off molly losing focus
I get it done for real
Ain't wishing on no star, it's like I'm hopeless
Why I got this liquor in my system cause I'm coping
Aye
Why I got that limp all when I walk, Because I'm toting
Aye she was choosing off the rip
It ain't too hard to get her open

You can come & sign a deal with me you won't regret it
I'm pitching exotic gas, this shit right here unleaded
Got so much straight from the streets
Sometimes I feel like I'm Indebted
Everyday I'm in the streets
Sometimes I don't know where I'm headed
Want to be like me, but you don't know what that shit cost
People there all when you win
But I can't even count the losses
Tatt my deads all on my face, she think I'm awesome
I'm just thinking bout my brothers every time I use the faucet
Yeah he had it for a while but then he lost it
Step on toes, I come straight to your trap & Randy Moss it
Bro had the same (shhh) for some years, he had to toss it
I was on the same shit for some years, but now I'm off it
Uh uh
Wasn't always on this side of the leaf I turnt it
I ain't always get respect deserved I earned it
I put the money first, got my feelings together put em' in a furnace
You could choose to waste time all day, but the world still turning

Uh aye Look
She tryna get in my
Huh look
She tryna get in my zone
She want me to pick up the phone
She just wanna rock with me
& I just wanna roll
Rolling weed & she rolling off molly losing focus
I get it done for real
Ain't wishing on no star, it's like I'm hopeless
Why I got this liquor in my system cause I'm coping
Aye
Why I got that limp all when I walk, Because I'm toting
Aye she was choosing off the rip
It ain't too hard to get her open

Ha
I can't help it I can't wait
When I was broke you ain't help me now you too late
Okay
Hop in the Benz or the Beamer
We do the dash state to state
Woah
Riding dirty, I don't got no insurance I don't fuck with Jake
Okay I love the way she make It shake
Heart drop one more time might break
When you start doing your best they hate
Then when you need em the most they bait
Won't share a crumb and they already ate
Uh
That's why I don't wait for nothing I take
Huh
I can't help the way I feel
She got a man, she want me to chill
My pockets overloaded, money spill
You niggas don't know how getting money feel
She do what I say, I'm Jack she Jill
I don't want no smoke until I make a mil
Huh
I needa new in, I'm tryna crack a seal
Okay
They been tryna catch me slipping
Like I'm walking on a banana peel
Okay
Pour me another shot imma pray that Jesus take the wheel
Okay
Swear we up a 100 competition still stuck on nill

Uh aye Look
She tryna get in my
Huh look
She tryna get in my zone
She want me to pick up the phone
She just wanna rock with me
& I just wanna roll
Rolling weed & she rolling off molly losing focus
I get it done for real
Ain't wishing on no star, it's like I'm hopeless
Why I got this liquor in my system cause I'm coping
Aye
Why I got that limp all when I walk, Because I'm toting
Aye she was choosing off the rip
It ain't too hard to get her open



Credits
Writer(s): Tyler Hall, Karsheam Simpkins
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