Copafield
404, aye, aye
(Hook 1)
I be in the field then disappear like Copafield
N***a posing with the strap I know he not foreal
(Verse 1)
Aye, me and my n***as on the map bitch that's my gang
And my chain be swangin, johnny Dang-ing
Lanes i'm changing, I'm in a foreign, you in a 4 door
Finna be touring, can't get out your door, aye
All i want is peace and quiet, imma start a riot
All bullshit aside, coldest n***a alive, aye
Beamer blue like a blue jay, going up like a tuesday
Karate chop like bruce say, never pressed for no pus-say
Codeine in my kool-aid, (i'm leaning, i'm leaning), uh
K-Preme got a click-clack, i'm recording n***a get back
Water whip where my wrist at, my name where your list at
My gang where your bitch at, aye, my gang with your bitch
Told ya lil bitch it's my season, (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Your hoe on her knees yeah she pleasing, going this hard for
No reason, I play and get tired, then i'm leaving
(Why he go so hard) Lean got her sucking me while i'm sleeping
(I'm leaning, i'm leaning, I'm leaning, i'm leaninggg)
Okay Long Live A$ap Yams, NAZ that's my fam, boy
We ain't heard of him, so we finna murder him, we pull
The curtains in, (that's my shooter) If i don't know him
I ain't serving him, ( I can't serve you) my Ksubis all blanco
True story, James Franco, 10 chains, n***a Django, playa n***a
Need a kangol, smoking fruity n***a mango, set a trend when i change
Clothes, me and my n***as run trains on ya main hoe, ya main hoe, main hoe
(Hook 2)
I be in the field then disappear like Copafield
N***a posing with the strap I know he not foreal, I know he not foreal
(Verse 2)
Aye, aye, aye, aye
We be in the field then disappear like Copafield
N***a possin with the strap we know he not foreal
We know he not foreal, the way I'm piped up in your bitch you'd think I
Popped a pill, NAZ, Bitch, aye, aye, aye
Good Cartier on my frames, and my jeans they say helmet lane
In the booth n***a going insane!
Good wood grain and i'm... and i'm gone, and i'm gone
Leave me lone, don't hit my phone, aye
(Hook 1)
I be in the field then disappear like Copafield
N***a posing with the strap I know he not foreal
(Verse 1)
Aye, me and my n***as on the map bitch that's my gang
And my chain be swangin, johnny Dang-ing
Lanes i'm changing, I'm in a foreign, you in a 4 door
Finna be touring, can't get out your door, aye
All i want is peace and quiet, imma start a riot
All bullshit aside, coldest n***a alive, aye
Beamer blue like a blue jay, going up like a tuesday
Karate chop like bruce say, never pressed for no pus-say
Codeine in my kool-aid, (i'm leaning, i'm leaning), uh
K-Preme got a click-clack, i'm recording n***a get back
Water whip where my wrist at, my name where your list at
My gang where your bitch at, aye, my gang with your bitch
Told ya lil bitch it's my season, (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Your hoe on her knees yeah she pleasing, going this hard for
No reason, I play and get tired, then i'm leaving
(Why he go so hard) Lean got her sucking me while i'm sleeping
(I'm leaning, i'm leaning, I'm leaning, i'm leaninggg)
Okay Long Live A$ap Yams, NAZ that's my fam, boy
We ain't heard of him, so we finna murder him, we pull
The curtains in, (that's my shooter) If i don't know him
I ain't serving him, ( I can't serve you) my Ksubis all blanco
True story, James Franco, 10 chains, n***a Django, playa n***a
Need a kangol, smoking fruity n***a mango, set a trend when i change
Clothes, me and my n***as run trains on ya main hoe, ya main hoe, main hoe
(Hook 2)
I be in the field then disappear like Copafield
N***a posing with the strap I know he not foreal, I know he not foreal
(Verse 2)
Aye, aye, aye, aye
We be in the field then disappear like Copafield
N***a possin with the strap we know he not foreal
We know he not foreal, the way I'm piped up in your bitch you'd think I
Popped a pill, NAZ, Bitch, aye, aye, aye
Good Cartier on my frames, and my jeans they say helmet lane
In the booth n***a going insane!
Good wood grain and i'm... and i'm gone, and i'm gone
Leave me lone, don't hit my phone, aye