S.O.A.K. Orion - COPYCAT

Just took off with a bag
I ain't sharing with nobody
They tryna copy they fake news
I got ice on my body
So much that it got the hoe wet
Like the top of the lake fool
She just gobble the dick she don't take food
Yeah I see all them guns but they fake dude
You run up wit a pistol you may lose
Choke a goofy out until his face blue
Like the hundreds I'm stacking to stay cool
Fannin Off with the money I'm Babe Ruth
Hitting shit out the park like a home run
Choppa pop him I bet that he won't run
Got the Glock gotta show off the whole gun
17 bullets someone gotta go cause I can't
If I take a loss it's alright cause I get it right back
Like withdrawals at America bank

I been Whipping the Acura built like a tank
And my Cousin gone shoot out the back window
If he talk down then I'm raising the stakes
And If I want him gone then his hoe a widow
Yeah
Niggas don't know how the gang maneuver
I got the chrome but this ain't google
Draw down quick this is not a doodle
I been Bobbin and weavin like it's a movie
And Directing the traffic my niggas shooting
We got Clips for them actors who say they moving
I'm a poet at heart but I keep a Ruger
For the haters and fakes and the goofies
They don't like me they hate when I do me
Cause when I switch flows it's too hard to pursue me
Space on the drums in the back goin stupid
Tray going dumb wit the Mac we not losing
Wanna be me so bad get a clue
Fake niggas get cooked like a stew
I'm gettin guap so I let down the roof
Smoke a lil pack then I hop in the booth
Too many flows the fountain of youth
Choppa on repeat the trigger get squeezed
Any Nigga go down in the street now he oozin

Just took off with a bag
I ain't sharing with nobody
They tryna copy they fake news
I got ice on my body
So much that it got the hoe wet
Like the top of the lake fool
She just gobble the dick she don't take food
Yeah I see all them guns but they fake dude
You run up wit a pistol you may lose
Choke a goofy out until his face blue
Like the hundreds I'm stacking to stay cool
Fannin Off with the money I'm Babe Ruth
Hitting shit out the park like a home run
Choppa pop him I bet that he won't run
Got the Glock gotta show off the whole gun
17 bullets someone gotta go cause I can't
If I take a loss it's alright cause I get it right back
Like withdrawals at America bank

Written by:
Deanthony Tutman

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