This is a song about "Coppin"

But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good

He was coppin' hits and poppin' cris, he was a rocker kid,

Try to protect the neck, i ? from ya boo thang

Coppin them cakes and chop it but hey man

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

Travel through time - coppin a diamond and bringing it into these lines

Shoot blocks, coppin' huge rocks on the passin' hand,

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

They say to get a hundred mill you must become the devil

Heads were droppin', pistols poppin', teens coppin' metal,

Here nigga on the road

Or coppin' some deep throat.

So tell me i ain't shit, go and embellish it a bit

I'm dominant, it's obvious you coppin' it, i'm lost in it,

But some toke, do a little coke, laugh have a good time, life's a joke,

Im the shit get round at me, coppin some dope, like someones cuttin the rope,