Lil Mabu, Dougie B - I’M NOT A COP lyrics
Lil Mabu [Matthew Peter DeLuca] Manhattan, New York, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Lil Mabu, Dougie B - I’M NOT A COP lyrics]
Like I was saying, fuck Caine, fuck Chico
Fuck Styles, fuck Rah, fuck Jah i'm high
I'm smokin' on Mexi (Chee Beatz)
I'm feelin' sexy
That shit go "Grah-grah-grah"
Spin up the block-block-block
I got the what? (What?) I got the drop, uh
Got the keys to the block
(Block) , all on my socks (Ah)
Dougie got the chop (Catch a shot)
Then he go, "Blah-blah-blah" (Swerve, swerve)
I'm not a cop, red light, green-beam
Take aim and shot (Dummy)
Don't joke, send him a joke slide through
Let's play some Connect The Dots
Slide, don't hide
Glock came wit' a beam inside
Run him up on a demon vibe
Let it fire-fire-fire (Boom, boom, boom)
That shit go "Grah-grah-grah"
We smoke Za-Rah-Rah
Like bro get me high-five
Smoking on Mexi, Jah-Jah
Spinnin', we spin it, yeah, we make it lit
Yeah, we takin' trips, yeah
We with the shit's
If we catch a bitch, they click
They our dicks (Grah, grah)
Dissing on Mabu, just pass a new grip
You should just really stop
Passing blue chips (Rah, rah)
Double M Baby, just watch how I rip (Rip)
Oh yeah, Yus Gz, you a bitch
Dougie shooting like Hades, I'm blessed
Think I'm Brady
The bullets, you ahead of 'em
But flickin' it quick
The bullets, you ahead of 'em
But flickin' it quick
You mess wit' my fit, they gon' fix you like
Like 4, 5, 6 opps restin' in piss (Oh, no)
You gon' kill me? I'ma just a kid
Oh, shit, oh we smoke za in a spliff
Mix Rah with the grabba with the shit
Every opp shot, everybody drive a new whip
'Cause don't see the flock when I sit
Like bro high-five
Maybe I'm high with them shit's
With the beam, yeah, I won't miss
I got the chop, chop, woah, uh
Spin up the block-block, uh
I got the what? (What?) I got the drop
Got the key to the block
(Block) , all on my socks
Dougie got the chop (Catch a shot)
Then he go, "Blah-blah-blah" (Swerve, swerve)
I'm not a cop, red light, green-beam
Take aim and shot (Dummy)
Don't joke, send him a joke slide through
Let's play some Connect The Dots
Slide, don't hide
Glock came wit' a beam inside
Run him up on a demon vibe
Let it fire-fire-fire (Boom)
Fuck Styles, fuck Rah, fuck Jah i'm high
I'm smokin' on Mexi (Chee Beatz)
I'm feelin' sexy
That shit go "Grah-grah-grah"
Spin up the block-block-block
I got the what? (What?) I got the drop, uh
Got the keys to the block
(Block) , all on my socks (Ah)
Dougie got the chop (Catch a shot)
Then he go, "Blah-blah-blah" (Swerve, swerve)
I'm not a cop, red light, green-beam
Take aim and shot (Dummy)
Don't joke, send him a joke slide through
Let's play some Connect The Dots
Slide, don't hide
Glock came wit' a beam inside
Run him up on a demon vibe
Let it fire-fire-fire (Boom, boom, boom)
That shit go "Grah-grah-grah"
We smoke Za-Rah-Rah
Like bro get me high-five
Smoking on Mexi, Jah-Jah
Spinnin', we spin it, yeah, we make it lit
Yeah, we takin' trips, yeah
We with the shit's
If we catch a bitch, they click
They our dicks (Grah, grah)
Dissing on Mabu, just pass a new grip
You should just really stop
Passing blue chips (Rah, rah)
Double M Baby, just watch how I rip (Rip)
Oh yeah, Yus Gz, you a bitch
Dougie shooting like Hades, I'm blessed
Think I'm Brady
The bullets, you ahead of 'em
But flickin' it quick
The bullets, you ahead of 'em
But flickin' it quick
You mess wit' my fit, they gon' fix you like
Like 4, 5, 6 opps restin' in piss (Oh, no)
You gon' kill me? I'ma just a kid
Oh, shit, oh we smoke za in a spliff
Mix Rah with the grabba with the shit
Every opp shot, everybody drive a new whip
'Cause don't see the flock when I sit
Like bro high-five
Maybe I'm high with them shit's
With the beam, yeah, I won't miss
I got the chop, chop, woah, uh
Spin up the block-block, uh
I got the what? (What?) I got the drop
Got the key to the block
(Block) , all on my socks
Dougie got the chop (Catch a shot)
Then he go, "Blah-blah-blah" (Swerve, swerve)
I'm not a cop, red light, green-beam
Take aim and shot (Dummy)
Don't joke, send him a joke slide through
Let's play some Connect The Dots
Slide, don't hide
Glock came wit' a beam inside
Run him up on a demon vibe
Let it fire-fire-fire (Boom)