Copy Me lyrics

[Intro: Takeoff]
I don't know...
I just ain't got none right now, man
What?
Thank you, God
I don't know what to say... (uh!)
But I do wanna address you lame ass f*ck n*ggas (f*ck n*gga!)
That's what I do wanna do
Stealin' m flow, huh,? Ain't even got no hook man!
You n*ggas you know, no hook, you n*ggas you know that you stealin' my flow
Y'all know a f*ck n*gga don't rap like that, man
Takeoff!

[Verse 1: Takeoff]
You rappers, you wanna be 33, still tryna copy me (Old ass rappers)
Young rich n*gga only nineteen, and you'd better acknowledge me (I'm only nineteen)
f*ck n*gga you spitting and rapping like this without Migos consent want apology
The labels keep talking, the critics keep writing and
All because we gettin' currency
I think it’s time for extortion
Or killing you babies, abortion (kidnap you n*ggas my Migos will torture you)
I told you I'd rather be rich than famous
f*ck n*gga dissin' my label
These f*ck n*ggas done stole so much Goddamn swag, might as well sell it
The critics done said it, I might as well tell it
On Actavis with my shirt off, screaming f*ck the world like Makaveli
QC the label! (QC) Solid Foundation!
Young n*gga on the block with the work to the sun come up
Trapping like a fundraiser
f*ck n*gga, you know I'm a Migo
If I don't have Emmitt, get poked with a razor
[Chorus: Takeoff]
Which one of my cars should I drive today? I don't know
(they all foreign)
Which one of my hoes should I f*ck today? I don't know
(they all bad)
Which one of my chains should I put on? Put 'em all on
You n*ggas you know, you n*ggas you know that you stealin' my flow
Whatever you with, we with it (whatever)
Whatever you with, we with it (whatever)
Whatever you with, we with it (whatever)
Whatever you with, whatever you with
My n*gga we pressing, my n*gga we pressing no button
My n*ggas ain't stressing got money
Whatever you with, whatever you with
You know that my n*ggas we with it

[Verse 2: Quavo]
Quavo
They copy the name, they copy the gang, they copy the slang (they copy my name)
Versace, Versace, we brought that sh*t back and you n*ggas is lame (copy Versace)
We hearin' the way that these rappers is rappin' that sh*t not creative
What's the difference? (difference)
We some young n*ggas that signed to no label
My squad is so deep in the club, your fans and your people don't notice you (deep in the club)
All of my n*ggas got diamonds, they flashin' they look like a photoshoot (diamonds, they flash)
I pull up in valet, the Audi got soft top but my top is bulletproof (skrt, skrt, skrt)
And now they want jugg and finessin', now they want 'sace the necklace ('sace the necklace)
At first we didn't expect it (expect it) and now we expect it (press it)
At first the flow they neglect it (neglect it) and now they respect it (respect it)
I'm thanking God for the blessing (to not have a rat in my session)
I know that this game is dirty, Smith and Wesson
[Chorus: Takeoff & Offset]
Which one of my cars should I drive today? I don't know
(they all foreign)
Which one of my hoes should I f*ck today? I don't know
(they all bad)
Which one of my chains should I put on? Put 'em all on
You n*ggas you know, you n*ggas you know that you stealin' my flow
Whatever you with, we with it (whatever)
Whatever you with, we with it (whatever)
Whatever you with, we with it (whatever)
Whatever you with, whatever you with
My n*gga we pressing, my n*gga we pressing no button
My n*ggas ain't stressing that money (you with it, we with it, n*gga)
Whatever you with, whatever you with (Offset, n*gga)
You know that my n*ggas we with it

[Verse 3: Offset]
You must got the rabies, you bite (rabies)
You copy my swag and I like it
Young n*gga, I'm for sale
Give 'em hell!
Put a n*gga on a mission, a young n*gga won't fail
Y'all pus*y ass rappers, these n*ggas they wise
Never trap, never cap, never been in a trial
You with it, I'm with it, them hollows start spitting
These n*ggas, they shaking like Diddy
Gotta pay to trap on my block, extortion
80 percent of your guap
No lie, Versace, it got me a fortune ('sace)
Enormous money ain't never gone stop
Woke up this morning and I played the radio
n*gga's remedial, sounding like Radio
Them n*ggas not talking, just pullin' that cards
Dunk a n*gga, Vince Carter
Bullets have a n*gga dancing like Carlton
[Chorus: Takeoff]
Which one of my cars should I drive today? I don't know
(they all foreign)
Which one of my hoes should I f*ck today? I don't know
(they all bad)
Which one of my chains should I put on? Put 'em all on
You n*ggas you know, you n*ggas you know that you stealin' my flow
Whatever you with, we with it (whatever)
Whatever you with, we with it (whatever)
Whatever you with, we with it (whatever)
Whatever you with, whatever you with
My n*gga we pressing, my n*gga we pressing no button
My n*ggas ain't stressing that money
Whatever you with, whatever you with
You know that my n*ggas we with it