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KP KingDrip - Think She Police Lyrics



KP KingDrip - Think She Police Lyrics




Trouble always follow me
I got locked up in a trap and there ain't no apologies
Put myself up on the map
Now I'm never saying please
Saying shit without a cap now she twerk that ass for free
I'm about to run a red light
I'm a boss
On the corners
Not what feds like
Pocket full of rocks
It that type to put your head right
They'll do anything to hunt me down
Send a couple honeys round
Making sure they keep me ground
Yeah
Sending choppers to locate me
Cameras that'll tape me
These hoes wanna frame me yeah
Ey
They don't know I know their bros and I'm only getting old
So I'm changing my approach yeah
Yeah
I'm unstable in a risky place
Did a lot of bad tings that I can't erase
Need a bitch to take my mind off
Looking at that bitch to the right
She got her time off

It's either gas or the ass
Nothing for free
Hopping in the back like she know me
Couple, couple questions
Think she police
Ain't no time for questions
Close the door please
On the low please
On the low please
Why she hopping in the back
Think she police
On the low please
On the low please
Got me hopping in the back
Think she police

Lost count of the bitches that wanna trap me
My plan A turned into a solid plan B
I come around and these haters wanna ask me
For the feature
This dick ain't for free
Now I'm making bangers
Now she wanna bang
Remember high school
Bitches wouldn't understand
Now your boi clowning all the bitches on the gram
Undercover operations every time I land
I don't know your stories
Taking all the glory
Conversation with you mama
Stealing all the jewellery
Smelling like a brewery
Actin' like you know me
Lemme tell you something
You are in my territory
Shit is predatory
Killer category
Women wanna take me
Put me in their laboratory
I want all the smoke
Never choked up on a toke
Back up from these bitches
They be actin like a joke

It's either gas or the ass
Nothing for free
Hopping in the back like she know me
Couple, couple questions
Think she police
Ain't no time for questions
Close the door please
On the low please
On the low please
Why she hopping in the back
Think she police
On the low please
On the low please
Got me hopping in the back
Think she police
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Trouble always follow me
I got locked up in a trap and there ain't no apologies
Put myself up on the map
Now I'm never saying please
Saying shit without a cap now she twerk that ass for free
I'm about to run a red light
I'm a boss
On the corners
Not what feds like
Pocket full of rocks
It that type to put your head right
They'll do anything to hunt me down
Send a couple honeys round
Making sure they keep me ground
Yeah
Sending choppers to locate me
Cameras that'll tape me
These hoes wanna frame me yeah
Ey
They don't know I know their bros and I'm only getting old
So I'm changing my approach yeah
Yeah
I'm unstable in a risky place
Did a lot of bad tings that I can't erase
Need a bitch to take my mind off
Looking at that bitch to the right
She got her time off

It's either gas or the ass
Nothing for free
Hopping in the back like she know me
Couple, couple questions
Think she police
Ain't no time for questions
Close the door please
On the low please
On the low please
Why she hopping in the back
Think she police
On the low please
On the low please
Got me hopping in the back
Think she police

Lost count of the bitches that wanna trap me
My plan A turned into a solid plan B
I come around and these haters wanna ask me
For the feature
This dick ain't for free
Now I'm making bangers
Now she wanna bang
Remember high school
Bitches wouldn't understand
Now your boi clowning all the bitches on the gram
Undercover operations every time I land
I don't know your stories
Taking all the glory
Conversation with you mama
Stealing all the jewellery
Smelling like a brewery
Actin' like you know me
Lemme tell you something
You are in my territory
Shit is predatory
Killer category
Women wanna take me
Put me in their laboratory
I want all the smoke
Never choked up on a toke
Back up from these bitches
They be actin like a joke

It's either gas or the ass
Nothing for free
Hopping in the back like she know me
Couple, couple questions
Think she police
Ain't no time for questions
Close the door please
On the low please
On the low please
Why she hopping in the back
Think she police
On the low please
On the low please
Got me hopping in the back
Think she police
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Writer: Keanu Perumal
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: KP KingDrip
Language: English
Length: 2:32
Written by: Keanu Perumal

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