Not Purp - Echo lyrics

They wanna copy me, echo (echo)
They wanna take all my eggo's, Lego
They wanna fuck with my squad, my people
They wanna fuck with my squad, my people

Vegeta, Vegeta, got boost on Adidas
Been killing this shit since
Since I was a fetus defeat us, god
Bitch no you cannot contain me
I flex on these hoes, gotta ring for my lady
Not Shady, but Slim, keep a chain like DaBaby
(okay) i gotta represent the gang today
I keep it 100, go 0-60
In 5 seconds like Johnny, i blaze
This not a phase, bitch I ain't playing
Bitch I get paid i'm stupid, I'm crazy
But bitch I'm feeling amazing
Pop percs and you get complacent
I'm racing my shit like 80's
I juicy fruit bubble gum pop up
Tops up in the crowd
Yeah, we smoking loud, dat piff
You and your homies be smelling like cat piss
You could just get baited
Like a fucking cat-fish
I am a master, no pastor
No flash when you snapping my ass
I put that in the past
Like Goku I put you motherfuckers on blast
I get rash when I'm spitting my bars
It's a task like no other
You shudder when you hear my name
Cause you know I might stutter, no way
Oh no wait i might stutter
You bitches better get right outta my lane
You bitches better get right outta my gate!

Straight out the gate I be
Boosting like Rocket League
Pussy ass bitch you can hate
It's no stoppin' me stop the beat while your
Bitch suckin' me sloppily
Over and out of the pussy, you copy me?
Copy this, copy that, copy me you copy cat
Body this, body that
Potter where the Dobby at?
Father where your daughty at?
Heard she was a hottie, yeah
Naughty little thotty she caught
Up in the cognac
Whippin' in my pontiac, drivin' like a maniac
Saw your new shit drop, givin' me a cataract
I am at the tip-top, you can call me Kristoff
Set hut go, false start now I'm pissed off

Keep the blade on me like Sasuke
Fight for Wakanda ebambay
Pourin a shot of that Bombay
I just wanna be Hokage

Put you in the ground that's six feet under
Ball so hard I buy my mom a hummer
What you think of me I'm callin' it a slumber
Got a bad bitch she always on my lumber
(wait) she hearing my music and she
Callin' me a cracker
She said I'm not a rapper
I pull back my hand reach over and slap her
She might need a diaper
If I'm not a rapper then why did I do that?
You don't even matter I did not begat
Big mouth, fat ass, now her eye is black
To much contact
She went along and snitched this
Bitch is a rat
Grab my gat and get to runnin'
Hear the sirens keeps me goin'
Heart beat up and the blood is flowing
Acrobatic hear the static
Dispatch on my tracks
Turn the corner, guns are point
Twenty shots to the back, now I'm fadin'
Cut the track