Copy Sum

They ask me stop what I'm doing I know they don't like that shit

Bro pulled out a big bag acting like I can't do the same shit

Don't have no time for hoes because all they do is complain and shit

Guaranteed you're going to see me up there I'm going to be at the top

I made it further than like all of them bitch I'm something you're not

Your music got too much auto-tune bro turn it down a notch

Them green tips flying through your body I know that them bitches hot

Know that they're gone copy some

They gone think that we a band the way we got these big ass drums

She thinking I was fucking with you only did that shit for fun

If you ain't got no money for that feature then don't pay the funds