Cops and Robbers* Kodak Black
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[Verse/Chorus]
Why yo' lady keep on callin' me? I’m 'bout to block her
Say she wanna kick it, sorry, I don’t play soccer
And I keep that .9 on me, call me Serge Ibaka
I seen my homie yesterday and he was smokin' flocka
I used to wanna go fishin' but I ain’t have a father
I used to play cops and robbers, now I’m a real robber
When I was locked up, everybody up and left me for dead
I ain’t trip, I just got out here and ranned up a check
Copped the Audi A4 and put the Cuban on my neck
[Verse/Chorus]
Why yo' lady keep on callin' me? I’m 'bout to block her
Say she wanna kick it, sorry, I don’t play soccer
And I keep that .9 on me, call me Serge Ibaka
I seen my homie yesterday and he was smokin' flocka
I used to wanna go fishin' but I ain’t have a father
I used to play cops and robbers, now I’m a real robber
When I was locked up, everybody up and left me for dead
I ain’t trip, I just got out here and ranned up a check
Copped the Audi A4 and put the Cuban on my neck
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