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fwaybandz – cop that lyrics

[verse 1: fwaybandz]
if he throw up a 4, better drop that
he got poked on the floor, he can’t cop that
i’m on the mitch, lil’ n+gga, where the opps at
doak, tell flock get his knocks back
y to the gz, they both gon’ die
n+ggas on d+ck, but they know how we ride
flockin’ for charlie, no n+ggas survive
spin through the s, while we smokin’ c+hii
these n+ggas p+ssy, go buy you a chop
like, me and winter purgin’ on your block
like, hol on, jacob had died with his chop
they all know my body, they know how we rock
like, n+ggas ain’t doin’ they job
benzo, nazzy, went to see god

[verse 2: winterdabrat]
and these b+tches be all on my d+ck, they ain’t doin’ no sh+t when i slide through they strip
roll up this unchii now i’m high as sh+t
i f+ck with the o’s and i f+ck with the crips
like, suck my d+ck
lil’ tinyy a b+tch and i know where you live
sevside k, word to bro
like word to charlie, you seen me and dipped
why lil c+blu be tallkin’ on the mitch
like bro wasn’t loafing, shot himself in the d+ck
jamyra you popped, and you stink
that’s why your boyfriend all up in the air (get back b+tch)

- fwaybandz lyrics

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