rio da yung og - copy cats lyrics
[intro]
what up, sav? (ooh, sav k!lled it)
we back on it, n#gga
ghetto boyz sh#t
[verse 1]
n#ggas follow everything i do on some watch me sh#t
well if i up a dub in blues, can you copy this?
thirty shots hangin’ out the glock, look like a hockey stick
three of wock’ in a chinese pop, ain’t no jollys in it
walk in the club wearin’ a trenchcoat with a shotty in it
i thought i seen an opp in here, i was probably trippin’
put a n#gga body in the box, i’ll roddy ricch you
bought some all black balenciagas, caught a body in ’em
ayy, i feel like scottie pippen
bro got twenty#three and he gon’ shoot quick if i assist him
five grams in the honey ‘wood, not a swisher
i ain’t shot a basketball in years, but i shot a pistol
y’all n#ggas copycats
i got an eight of red, jizzle askin’ where the wocky at
but i don’t really want this sh#t, where the quali’ at?
if old dude caught me with some purple, it’s probably act’
[chorus]
they follow everything i do, they some copycats
you ain’t never made the news, where your bodies at?
if he get outrageous in his raps, then it’s probably cap
if you see me walkin’ with a limp, then i’m probably strapped
they tryna walk like me, n#ggas copycats
they tryna sh#t talk like me, these n#ggas copycats
if i said it in my raps, then it’s probably facts
you can never be like me, you a copycat
[verse 2]
you can never be like me, you be copycattin’
if he ask too many questions, he probably rattin’
the tips on these .308 bullets look like jolly ranchers
pole on me in the strip club, d#mn near shot a dancer
burn a n#gga body up, leave a pile of ashes
two ‘bows of cookie, but i still bought an ounce from cassius
these n#ggas smokin’ squirrel fur with the darkest ashes
he handed me a blunt of doo, i put it out the fastest
it’s the whole thing, bro, don’t even take it out the plastic
stay in the car when you sellin’ dope, make ’em come out and grab it
walked in the pharm’ to get some green, and walked out with some acty
street n#gga, when i jump fresh, i still look kinda tacky
i be in my own lane, why copy me?
real n#gga, i’ll probably drink it if it’s wocky green
you know i always cut the red and leave wocky clean
shot his car up, all i heard was boom#badda#bing
[chorus]
they follow everything i do, they some copycats
you ain’t never made the news, where your bodies at?
if he get outrageous in his raps, then it’s probably cap
if you see me walkin’ with a limp, then i’m probably strapped
they tryna walk like me, n#ggas copycats
they tryna sh#t talk like me, these n#ggas copycats
if i said it in my raps, then it’s probably facts
you can never be like me, you a copycat
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