Red Chapo - No copy lyrics

Intro: I ain't never try to copy 5x [Verse 1: Red Chapo] Is that the reason that's why they don't like me? I got hands but they won't try to fight me, she ain't in my plans to part in me, b**hes can't get a heart from me. don't try to figure who started me. ima hear it straight that you wanna be, no I don't f** with no wanna be's, (brain dead) b**h we started these, everybody staring like they about to sneezed maybe it's the gold I don't like to freeze. I got them holding their breath when they see the car. you would think these people don't like to breathe, yes she f**s with me, but she don't like to leave, yes she holding and rolling and light the weed we get high and we go down like we under sea. big dog rapping under me when I catch you I bet you gone tease the street when you speak on my name you don't taste the heat, put my gun in your mouth and tell the hater to speak. I can read body language these n***as is weak, I can read body language these n***as is weak, I get on you and find you no hide and seek, you so far hit you on your head and knock out your teeth. got your b**h in my DM's she such a freak, got my dick at her attention he such a geek, up the deuce she don't mention she's a freak, omd all these tru's and she f**s with me. get yo b**h off my line cause she me keep my gun on my side like its stuck to me. up that b**h and bang if you f** with me I get money f** with me, f** with me, boy i grew up with some k**ers yeah yeah i love my n***as, hell yeah ill drop me a n***a , if he plotting no stopping my n***as. see my plan is to get richer and rich, and we drill with them shooters that hit. yea, drill but your shooter and miss you k**ed a kid now the whole city is pissed. n***as flex on my gang they can relate. if I front you, you can't be late. you gone die if you take food off my plate. like JL and oj hit him in his face. I'm with lam you know how we play I like sweets on top of cake, booling in the suit a** in my face I don't see n***as cash in my face. I got a 100 rounds busting out of my choppa f** you won't need no doctor I'm a ray-ray no flocka throwback know I got him kuku gang b**h who hotta? yo b**h gone I got her. when I eat that p**y she holla before she leaves she drop them dollars . f**, let me pop my collar lemon head free it a problem. green come home we wilding, crushing up Xanax until its powder, sipping my lean out the bottle, got the whole club up Full Throttle my pockets got fat like I shot them a n***a ran up on me and I shot him Got your b**h in my DM's she such a freak, got my dick at her attention he such a geek, up the deuce she don't mention she's a freak, omd all these tru's and she f**s with me. get yo b**h off my line cause she me keep my gun on my side like its stuck to me. up that b**h and bang if you f** with me I get money f** with me, f** with me, boy i grew up with some k**ers yeah yeah i love my n***as, hell yeah ill drop me a n***a , if he plotting no stopping my n***as. see my plan is to get richer and rich, and we drill with them shooters that hit. yea, drill but your shooter and miss you k**ed a kid now the whole city is pissed. a n***a ran up on me and i shot him sipping my lane out the bottle. gang gang gang sh**. f** let me pop my collar