Blake - Copped It Anyway lyrics

Look, slam dunking n***as like I'm in the NBA (Yeah) I'm about my chips, I stack my chips like Frito-Lay (f**) n***a these is Forces, n***a these is not no J's (f**) Probably won't even wear it, I still copped it anyway (Yeah) I got all this drip, all this drip what can I say? (f**) Boy please don't play, you gon' make me keep it straight Boy you flyin' Spirit just to cap up in LA f** a Ferragamo, n***a I'm a heavyweight, uh It was really late, hundred down the interstate (f**) Used to break it down and bag it by you TSA, ayy Lil' b**h I would hit, bagged that sh** once it got weight (Yeah) Even if it was quiet, every month we relocate (Yeah) All the way around, twin stay posted at the store (Nah) b**h see my wrist, no I ain't your average show (Yeah) She let my n***a hit, but we could play like I don't know First thing she talkin' 'bout is that she ain't like other hoes, uh Stack 'em like Sinead, b**h my chain on goodness greez, jeez (f**) Bought a 2018 Audi, crashed it in a week (Week) Thousand dollar belt, but these just hundred dollar sneaks Just cop another pair if they get dirty or a crease, f** Look, slam dunking n***as like I'm in the NBA (Yeah) I'm about my chips, I stack my chips like Frito-Lay (f**) n***a these is Forces, n***a these is not no J's (f**) Probably won't even wear it, I still copped it anyway (Yeah) I said b**h, where your cash at? b**h where your bags at? (f**) We don't got no smoke, you type of n***a that we laugh at (What?) I'ma cop that drip from Rodeo back to Fairfax (sh**) Scatpack wasn't fast enough, I went and copped the Hellcat Ride really steady, drip I hit Rodelly Ready if you ready (Yeah), b**h I'm rollin' heavy (f**) Inside of it peanut bu*ter, outside of it jelly I don’t chase a bag, that bag chase me like Tom and Jerry (Yeah) If I'm on the way, don't know how long I'ma take (f**) Watch cost 30K, but I still show up real late That cap that you doin' on the net is not okay (No) How you gettin' a bag with all them feelings in the way? (f**) Can't see behind the tint, through the tint my sh** hit, yeah (f**) Diamonds dance like this, b**h my wrist is on piss (sh**) Trying to get rich, ain't no time for the bullsh**, yeah (f**) If I pa**, don't miss, it's lil' BLAKE with the a**ist (Yeah) Look, slam dunking n***as like I'm in the NBA (Yeah) I'm about my chips, I stack my chips like Frito-Lay (f**) n***a these is Forces, n***a these is not no J's (f**) Probably won't even wear it, I still copped it anyway (Yeah)