That's what it sound like when f*ck niggas miss
Shootin his shot, that boy neva gon' hit
He couldn't hit shooting shots a bitch
God made me to do what I said
Ion play nun of that killing 'em shi
If I got a problem I dish out a hit
Ain't nothing I'm saying I did that I didn't
I can't f*ck wit a nigga who copy and paste from idoling man
All of them boys that I see in my neighborhood copying niggas, they do it for trends
Turn into stan, boy actin sweet like M&M glazer, he turn into stan
F*ck whicha friends, nigga I'll f*ck whicha fam to show you who really a man
You cannot hang round the block without leavin with stitches
F*ckin with kin surely leave ya boy missing
I'm rippin' his poster off poles in the city
Nobody wasting time on that dead nigga, silly
Stupid lil nigga, should left his luh glock at home
His ass don't even know how to aim that bih
His ass shooting everywhere
I said everywhere
I mean everywhere but me
He think he a hothead, nigga a knothead
I'm finna show him who's better
This f*ck nigga not on my schedule
Don't even need iron
I'm sending this f*cker to heaven
I'm telling yall f*cks
If y'all lil f*cks keep trying, y'all niggas gon keep on dying
Y'all ran outta luck
Y'all down to the last 5
That's what it sound like when f*ck niggas miss
Shootin his shot, that boy neva gon' hit
He couldn't hit shooting shots a bitch
God made me to do what I said
Ion play nun of that killing 'em shi
If I got a problem I dish out a hit
Ain't nothing I'm saying I did that I didn't
I can't f*ck wit a nigga who copy and paste from idoling man
All of them boys that I see in my neighborhood copying niggas, they do it for trends
Turn into stan, boy actin sweet like M&M glazer, he turn into stan
F*ck whicha friends, nigga I'll f*ck whicha fam to show you who really a man
verseniti - Copy & Paste (feat. stakztazi) Lyrics
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That's what it sound like when f*ck niggas miss
Shootin his shot, that boy neva gon' hit
He couldn't hit shooting shots a bitch
God made me to do what I said
Ion play nun of that killing 'em shi
If I got a problem I dish out a hit
Ain't nothing I'm saying I did that I didn't
I can't f*ck wit a nigga who copy and paste from idoling man
All of them boys that I see in my neighborhood copying niggas, they do it for trends
Turn into stan, boy actin sweet like M&M glazer, he turn into stan
F*ck whicha friends, nigga I'll f*ck whicha fam to show you who really a man
You cannot hang round the block without leavin with stitches
F*ckin with kin surely leave ya boy missing
I'm rippin' his poster off poles in the city
Nobody wasting time on that dead nigga, silly
Stupid lil nigga, should left his luh glock at home
His ass don't even know how to aim that bih
His ass shooting everywhere
I said everywhere
I mean everywhere but me
He think he a hothead, nigga a knothead
I'm finna show him who's better
This f*ck nigga not on my schedule
Don't even need iron
I'm sending this f*cker to heaven
I'm telling yall f*cks
If y'all lil f*cks keep trying, y'all niggas gon keep on dying
Y'all ran outta luck
Y'all down to the last 5
That's what it sound like when f*ck niggas miss
Shootin his shot, that boy neva gon' hit
He couldn't hit shooting shots a bitch
God made me to do what I said
Ion play nun of that killing 'em shi
If I got a problem I dish out a hit
Ain't nothing I'm saying I did that I didn't
I can't f*ck wit a nigga who copy and paste from idoling man
All of them boys that I see in my neighborhood copying niggas, they do it for trends
Turn into stan, boy actin sweet like M&M glazer, he turn into stan
F*ck whicha friends, nigga I'll f*ck whicha fam to show you who really a man
Shootin his shot, that boy neva gon' hit
He couldn't hit shooting shots a bitch
God made me to do what I said
Ion play nun of that killing 'em shi
If I got a problem I dish out a hit
Ain't nothing I'm saying I did that I didn't
I can't f*ck wit a nigga who copy and paste from idoling man
All of them boys that I see in my neighborhood copying niggas, they do it for trends
Turn into stan, boy actin sweet like M&M glazer, he turn into stan
F*ck whicha friends, nigga I'll f*ck whicha fam to show you who really a man
You cannot hang round the block without leavin with stitches
F*ckin with kin surely leave ya boy missing
I'm rippin' his poster off poles in the city
Nobody wasting time on that dead nigga, silly
Stupid lil nigga, should left his luh glock at home
His ass don't even know how to aim that bih
His ass shooting everywhere
I said everywhere
I mean everywhere but me
He think he a hothead, nigga a knothead
I'm finna show him who's better
This f*ck nigga not on my schedule
Don't even need iron
I'm sending this f*cker to heaven
I'm telling yall f*cks
If y'all lil f*cks keep trying, y'all niggas gon keep on dying
Y'all ran outta luck
Y'all down to the last 5
That's what it sound like when f*ck niggas miss
Shootin his shot, that boy neva gon' hit
He couldn't hit shooting shots a bitch
God made me to do what I said
Ion play nun of that killing 'em shi
If I got a problem I dish out a hit
Ain't nothing I'm saying I did that I didn't
I can't f*ck wit a nigga who copy and paste from idoling man
All of them boys that I see in my neighborhood copying niggas, they do it for trends
Turn into stan, boy actin sweet like M&M glazer, he turn into stan
F*ck whicha friends, nigga I'll f*ck whicha fam to show you who really a man
Writer: Xai Lightning, SiR ZENO
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