Every copy thinks he's almost fucking godly
Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see
They just be eager for money they ain't trynna jesus' mother
You aint fuckin dope your just a copy paste editor
Way before i knew addition had the new edition copy,
If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see
Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that
You beat me that shits unimaginable, fake shit, you copy paste shit
This is faking it, copy and paste, dropped your rap,
Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat
Corporate motherfuckers, yeah, y'all can't even copy this,
For him to be true is all you ask but i'm foolish
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