This is a song about "Copy"

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

This is faking it, copy and paste, dropped your rap,

I'm a rare rat that be hunted by the super cat

I just ride for my niggas and give the bitches the business

Corporate motherfuckers, yeah, y'all can't even copy this,

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

As an arsonist i freeze originals leaving them breathless without a copy,

You aint fuckin dope your just a copy paste editor

You just need to know i’m comin’, i’ll kill you niggas this summer

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Wishing to copy, they do it sloppy

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

You beat me that shits unimaginable, fake shit, you copy paste shit