Copy, Ok Cool Lyrics

We caught each other's eyes in church
I saw him at a distance and I couldn't get my eyes off of him
Fuck everything else, nigga (Ruff-ruff-ruff-ruff-ruff-ruff-ruff)
We the ones niggas copy from, nigga
We the ones that can take swag (Nigga, ruff-ruff-ruff-ruff-ruff, nigga)
It's us
Fuck-nigga (Ruff-ruff-ruff-ruff-ruff)
I'm tired of bein' nice, I'm tired of bein' quiet (Ruff)
These niggas copyin' me (Ruff-ruff-ruff)

Fuck everybody else, I said it, I'm steppin', I'm poppin, what's up?
Get up with me if it's smoke (Fuck 'em)
Niggas gay, they be wantin' my ho (Yeah)
He a joke, there's no hope, it's a go (Yeah)
Half-sleep, but I'm walkin' with pole (Yeah)
We revoke that boy, he toast (Yeah)
Wrote a post about me, that's dope (Yeah)
They be hatin' but real life broke (Huh, yeah, huh, huh, huh, hm, hm, yeah, huh, hm)
Fuck all them broke niggas hatin' (Huh, hm, yeah, huh, huh, hm, huh, yeah, ha, ha, ha)
Where buddy? (Yeah)
If we tell you to run, don't look back (Yeah)
I've been goin' through life with no set-backs (Yeah)
There was six hundred dollars for straight backs (Yeah)
Queen Latifah lil' bitch, ate that (Yeah, I'm askin')
If you love me then, bitch, get a face tat (Get that)
Platinums in all on my mouth, it's all on my Amex (All on my Amex, yo)
Lil' bitch come fuck for a house, I might have to take that (I might have to take that, yo)
Shit, this how we move in the South, these niggas don't get that (These niggas don't get that, yo)
If you push up, make your boy get back, turn 'em to Kit-Kat (Grrt, yo)
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha (Yo), ha, ha, ha, ha (Yo), ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Fuck everybody else (Yo), nigga, come see 'bout me (Yo)
Twin pull up, hit the distressor, catch 'em and stretch it, damn, that shit extra (Fifteen)
Shawty right here some lil' pressure, talk a lil' much, ho move like Nadeska (Yo)
Bro walked down in a Vespa, I never call him, these niggas never (Yo)
Ever felt real pressure (Yo)
If you do, come fess up (Yo)
I'm not you, you extra (Yo), extra, actor (Yo)
Keep it all up by the fashion (Yo)
Who is the one that they—?

You pea-brain ass niggas (Copy)
You know where the fuck this shit been comin' from, nigga (Okay, cool)
Niggas been bitin', nigga, you, you, you (Copy)
The nigga in the back, all you niggas (Copy)
Even your pops probably, nigga (Okay, cool)
Stop playin' with this shit, nigga (Copy)
It's been one nigga that's a part of this shit the whole fuckin' time (Okay, cool)

Bee

Eyes as red as my Benz, uh
Eyes as red as my bitch, uh
Eyes as red as my beam, huh
Niggas can't get in between, uh
Me and my fetty in l— in love, niggas can't get in between (He haven't slept in probably, uh, seven days)
I don't wear Céline, hm
All I piss is lean (Pfft)
Okay, I count the cream, yeah, hm
I eat the bean, hm, hm, these nig— hm
These niggas pussy, can't be me, mhm (Bitch-ass nigga)
[Who them bitches better than a kid who wear his sneaks?][2:16] (Uh)
Geekin' with the 'Crete (Huh)

Yeah, bitch, yeah, huh (Bitch)
Yeah, bitch, yeah, huh (You know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Bitch)
Yeah, bitch, yeah, huh (You know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Bitch)
Yeah, bitch, yeah, huh (Okay, bitch)
Yeah, bitch (Hm), yeah, huh (Hm, bitch)
Yeah, bitch (Hm), yeah, huh (Hm, bitch)
Yeah, bitch (Hm), yeah, huh (Hm, bitch)
Yeah, bitch (Hm), yeah (Okay, bitch)
Yeah (Okay, bitch), yeah (Okay, bitch)
Yeah (Okay, bitch), yeah (Okay, bitch)
Yeah (Okay, bitch), yeah (Okay, bitch)
Yeah (Okay, bitch), hmm (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Okay, bitch), yeah (Okay, bitch)
Yeah (Bitch, it's us, uh, Mud, bitch)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Bitch, yeah, yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Yeah, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout?)

Nigga swag, overflowin' (Uh)
Nigga cat overflowin' (Uh)
New bitch over-gorgeous (Uh)
Gucci slides, I open to it (Uh)
New whip, it's sittin' on Forgis (Uh)
Young nigga, you can't afford it (Uh)
Huh, this shit hit big, enormous (Uh)
This shit hit big, gigantic (Uh)
Me and Boat big, Titanic (Uh)
Stick together like Billy and Mandy
Huh, I popped me a blue one (Uh), she took her a pink (Uh), you can call her lil' cotton candy (Uh)
All I do is pop this shit (Uh), all I do is pop these tags (Uh)
Brand-new Prada loafers (Uh), huh, it match the Prada bag

And I'm gettin' more cash than Cobain, huh (Hoo)
Mud-made, bitch, that's my code name (Okay, hoo)
I'm steppin' with steps like a probate (Hoo)
Choppin' the nigga (Frrf) with a switch blade (Hoo)
Come through trippin', open the flair gates (Hoo)
And I'm doin' a race, free Tay-K (Hoo)
And I'm fuckin' 'em up like Tay Keith (Hoo)
And I get more bands than KD (What?)
Brand-new rocket, nicknamed it KD (Hrr, hoo)
Put the— (Frr) to your grill, nigga, say cheese (That's right, hoo)
I-T-S-U-S, baby (Hoo, hoo)
I-T-S-U-S, baby (Hoo, hoo)
I-T-S-U-S, baby (Hoo, hoo)
I-T-S-U-S, baby (Huh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Stop