Jay Fendi - KOPY

Intro

Baby i swear i can't help it

Babygirl, told you i’m selfish

I just want you all up to myself bae

I just wanna show you to the world babe

If i told you i love you, what happens?

And i’ll never dub you, ain’t laughin

Swear when i’m witchu, i’m braggin

If you left me alone then i wouldn’t be rappin

Verse 1

Straps in the back if a nigga gon try me

Baby don’t worry i keep it beside me

Glock in my pocket don’t you do me grimy

My niggas rockin’ they stayin behind me

I got some niggas locked for causin homi’s

Only 15 and they mad i ain’t sorry

I just want money don’t let hate inside me

Niggas move funny, won't let no one down me

Chorus

Clap you get hit, kopy

I took ya bitch and bodied

Swear i ain’t trusting nobody

15 but i stay wit my shawty

If they touch my shorty they dead nigga

Empty the 04’ to ya head nigga

Best keep it stepping the tec wit ha

I hop in the whip just to flex wit ha

Verse 2

If she tell me a name im gon check wit it

15 and they say im the best wit it

No team imma blow up dont guess wit it

Call me and i show up no press wit it

I’m just a younging tryna get a bag

Niggas stay hatin don’t why they mad

Money i’m chasin left hate in the past

Foreign im racin baby don’t be gassed

Shorty my baby don’t you ever jack

If you talk crazy then you gettin smacked

They smokin ode and they spend it on packs

I just want bread and i’m talking bout racks

Shorty you different

You one of a kind

Baby i told you

Don’t waste nun my time

I’m stayin witchu

Baby i ain’t lying

You be da bonnie

And i’ll be da clyde

Niggas stay hating i never played mind

Baby can you be my ride or die

Be like my mother just stay by my side

I lost my brother but now imma shine

I don lost many nigga i don’t cry

I just want money nigga ion lie

Verse 2

I don lost many niggas in the field

I know a couple niggas keep it real

I don lost soldiers and now i know what is going on

I don’t care bout no opposition

Niggas always be snitchin

All these bitches really bitchin

I just want money i’m different

They want you for your body baby listen

Chorus 3

Opp block, spin dat

Drop top, whip dat

Soft niggas yeah they been that

Gold stick you know i grip that

Verse 3

Niggas be hatin

Money im chasin

Hop in the foreign you know what i’m racing

Bitches to boring and niggas be faking

Machete wit masks and they callin me jason

f*ck it and pass, don’t do that datin

Hit it and laugh, shorty i’m playin

Nut in her back, oh shit now i’m prayin

(oh shit now i’m prayin)

Only 15 i ain’t beggin for nadi

Chasin a dream i ain’t stressin nobody

(i ain’t stressin nobody... i ain’t stressin nobody)

Chorus

Clap you get hit, kopy

I took ya bitch, and bodied

Swear i ain’t trustin nobody

15 but i stay wit my shawty

If they touch my shorty they dead nigga

Empty the 04’ to ya head nigga

Best keep it steppin’ the tec wit ha

I hop in the whip just to flex wit ha