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coy gunna - cops come lyrics

[chorus: coy gunna]
cops come, we gotta go, we gotta go
cops come, we gotta go, we gotta go
cops come, we gotta go, we gotta go
cops come, we gotta go, we gotta go

[verse 1: coy gunna]
stüssy on the back
they say, “coy, you body that”
don’t be asking where i’m at
when you know i’m in the trap house tripping, n-gga
coy gang, i’m the chosen one
golf gang, put a hole in one
see the strap, n-gga know to run
see the d-ck, b-tches know what’s up
pull up to the—
honey spice sweet
hunnid d-ch-s
b-tches wanna f-ck me
yeah, i’m over sweet
she gon’ let me beat
she gon’ get the boot
right around three

[verse 2: polo perks]
cops come, we gotta go, b-tch, we gotta go
i know that they smell all this weed that i roll
they know it’s some strong
got a bad b-tch with me
d-mn, that’s not what i want
’cause i know when my shorty hanging by b-tches
there’s gonn be some problems of course
and i pop up straight with the pump
no, this is not what you want
y’all lil’ n-ggas can’t front
y’all lil’ n-ggas full of pump
me and all my n-ggas
running town like we got nikes on
no checks on my n-ggas
but believe we got that strap on
coy gonn pull a mac on them
[?] for the back on them
bring his b-tch to the crib
now she screaming stupid smack on them
you better fall back, homie
you’re a little wack, homie
your -ss is getting whacked, homie
and get your head crack, homie

[verse 3: coy gunna]
bombs on deck, you could back it up
i wish n-ggas stop acting up
i’m putting n-ggas in the back of the truck
like spare tires, n-gga, sure-fire
catch your [?] while i’m ashing a blunt
god, what the f-ck do you want?

[bridge: coy gunna]
spend dough like i’m making pizza
big shotgun and i came to see you
being [?] when i roll my reeper
never get a wife cause a b-tch is cheeper
gun club, we v.i.p
goons locked up, better free my team
better get low when you see that beam
n-ggas catching bodies since 17
do me greazy, call me karma
got more guns than a country farmer
and once you see the sh-t that we got
you would think we robbed like three cops

[chorus: coy gunna]
cops come, we gotta go, we gotta go
cops come, we gotta go, we gotta go
cops come, we gotta go, we gotta go
cops come, we gotta go, we gotta go
go

- coy gunna lyrics

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