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Lil Mabu - I'M NOT A COP Lyrics
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[ Featuring Dougie B ]

Like I was saying, f*ck Caine, f*ck Chico
F*ck Styles, f*ck Rah, f*ck Jah, I'm high
I'm smokin' on Mexi (Chee Beatz)
I'm feelin' sexy
That shit go "Grah-grah-grah"

Uh, spin up the block-block
I got the what? (What?) I got the drop, uh
Got the keys to the block (block), all on my socks (ah)
Dougie got the chop (catch a shot)
Then he go, "Blah-blah-blah" (swerve, swerve)
I'm not a cop, red light, green-beam, take aim and shot (dummy)
Don't joke, said I'm a joke
Slide through, let's play some Connect The Dots
Slide, don't hide
Got a K with a beam inside
Run him up on a demon vibe
Let it fire, fire, fire (boom, boom, boom)

That shit go "Grah-grah-grah"
We smoke Za-Rah-Rah
Like bro get me high-five
Smoking on Mexi, Jah-Jah
Spinnin', we spin it, yeah, we make it lit
Yeah, we takin' trips, yeah, we with the shits
If we catch a bitch, she with the clique, yeah, she doin' dicks (grah, grah)
Dissing on Mabu, just pass a new grip
You should really stop passing blue chips (rah, rah)
Double M Baby, just watch how I rip (rip)
Oh yeah, Yus Gz, you a bitch
Dougie shooting like Hades, I'm blessed, think I'm Brady
The ball is your head, I'm deflatin' it quick
The ball is your head, I'm deflatin' it quick
If you mess up my fit, they gon' fix you like
Like 4, 5, 6 opps restin' in piss (oh, no)
You gon' kill me? I'm just a kid
Like, oh, shit, only smoke za in a spliff
Mix Rah with the grabba with the shit
Every opp shot, everybody drive a new whip
'Cause don't see the flock when I sit
Like bro high-five, maybe I'm high with them shits
Put the beam on his, I won't miss

I got the chop, chop, whoa, uh
Spin up the block-block
I got the what? (What?) I got the drop (drop)
Got the keys to the block (block), all on my socks (ah)
Dougie got the chop (catch a shot)
Then he go, "Blah-blah-blah" (swerve, swerve)
I'm not a cop, red light, green-beam, take aim and shot (dummy)
Don't joke, said I'm a joke
Slide through, let's play some Connect The Dots
Slide, don't hide
Got a K with a beam inside
Run him up on a demon vibe
Let it fire, fire, fire

Bro, I'm not a cop
Stop saying I'm from Connecticut
I'm not from Long Island
Double M, you know what's going on
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Like I was saying, f*ck Caine, f*ck Chico
F*ck Styles, f*ck Rah, f*ck Jah, I'm high
I'm smokin' on Mexi (Chee Beatz)
I'm feelin' sexy
That shit go "Grah-grah-grah"

Uh, spin up the block-block
I got the what? (What?) I got the drop, uh
Got the keys to the block (block), all on my socks (ah)
Dougie got the chop (catch a shot)
Then he go, "Blah-blah-blah" (swerve, swerve)
I'm not a cop, red light, green-beam, take aim and shot (dummy)
Don't joke, said I'm a joke
Slide through, let's play some Connect The Dots
Slide, don't hide
Got a K with a beam inside
Run him up on a demon vibe
Let it fire, fire, fire (boom, boom, boom)

That shit go "Grah-grah-grah"
We smoke Za-Rah-Rah
Like bro get me high-five
Smoking on Mexi, Jah-Jah
Spinnin', we spin it, yeah, we make it lit
Yeah, we takin' trips, yeah, we with the shits
If we catch a bitch, she with the clique, yeah, she doin' dicks (grah, grah)
Dissing on Mabu, just pass a new grip
You should really stop passing blue chips (rah, rah)
Double M Baby, just watch how I rip (rip)
Oh yeah, Yus Gz, you a bitch
Dougie shooting like Hades, I'm blessed, think I'm Brady
The ball is your head, I'm deflatin' it quick
The ball is your head, I'm deflatin' it quick
If you mess up my fit, they gon' fix you like
Like 4, 5, 6 opps restin' in piss (oh, no)
You gon' kill me? I'm just a kid
Like, oh, shit, only smoke za in a spliff
Mix Rah with the grabba with the shit
Every opp shot, everybody drive a new whip
'Cause don't see the flock when I sit
Like bro high-five, maybe I'm high with them shits
Put the beam on his, I won't miss

I got the chop, chop, whoa, uh
Spin up the block-block
I got the what? (What?) I got the drop (drop)
Got the keys to the block (block), all on my socks (ah)
Dougie got the chop (catch a shot)
Then he go, "Blah-blah-blah" (swerve, swerve)
I'm not a cop, red light, green-beam, take aim and shot (dummy)
Don't joke, said I'm a joke
Slide through, let's play some Connect The Dots
Slide, don't hide
Got a K with a beam inside
Run him up on a demon vibe
Let it fire, fire, fire

Bro, I'm not a cop
Stop saying I'm from Connecticut
I'm not from Long Island
Double M, you know what's going on
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Writer: Arion Howard, Madhahir Abdulaziz, Matthew Kelly, Matthew Peter DeLuca
Copyright: Lyrics © THE MEZZO AGENCY, LLC

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