Copy Cats Rio Da Yung OG

[Intro]
What up, Sav? (Ooh, Sav killed it)
We back on it, nigga
Ghetto Boyz shit

[Verse 1]
Niggas follow everything I do on some watch me shit
Well if I up a dub in blues, can you copy this?
Thirty shots hangin' out the Glock, look like a hockey stick
Three of Wock' in a Chinese pop, ain't no Jollys in it
Walk in the club wearin' a trenchcoat with a shotty in it
I thought I seen an opp in here, I was probably trippin'
Put a nigga body in the box, I'll Roddy Ricch you
Bought some all black Balenciagas, caught a body in 'em
Ayy, I feel like Scottie Pippen
Bro got twenty-three and he gon' shoot quick if I assist him
Five grams in the honey 'Wood, not a Swisher
I ain't shot a basketball in years, but I shot a pistol
Y'all niggas copycats
I got an eight of red, Jizzle askin' where the Wocky at
But I don't really want this shit, where the Quali' at?
If old dude caught me with some purple, it's probably Act'

[Chorus]
They follow everything I do, they some copycats
You ain't never made the news, where your bodies at?
If he get outrageous in his raps, then it's probably cap
If you see me walkin' with a limp, then I'm probably strapped
They tryna walk like me, niggas copycats
They tryna shit talk like me, these niggas copycats
If I said it in my raps, then it's probably facts
You can never be like me, you a copycat