Kop That Shit

Make sure you kop that shit

Make sure you kop that shit

Scouse Matic 2 ****

Know what it is

I'm a beast when I jump on these beats

I spit flames, I'm hot, a hundred degrees

We switch lanes at like hundred M-P-H

Thomas in the hot seat, complete opposite of braking

Big spliff in me mouth, like I'm Jamaican

I'm lookin' out for snakes, as I'm drivin'down the pavement

Seen one of the yutes gettin' rushed

Just about to go to London, had to hop out and save him

Got this rap shit on lock for the pool

Got **** commin' up to me like, yo bro, you're sick

Trust, I used to listen to you everyday in school

You're doin' it big, I heard you did a tune with Giggs

I ain't heard that yet, but I'ma purchase that shit when I get in

I said yeah, go and kop that shit

And use your mum's card details if you ain't got a bank

And download it to your phone, make sure you got that shit

Make sure you got that shit

Make sure you got that shit

And if you ain't got that shit, then kop that shit

But don't be a little bum and go and rob that shit

You get me, just go and kop that shit

You get me, just go and kop that shit

And if you ain't got that shit, then kop that shit

But don't be a little bum and go and rob that shit

You know how many people listen to my shit?

No you don't, 'cause I don't even know

I just know it's fuckin' loads, every city that I go

They be whippin' out their phones, wantin' pictures

I came up from nothin'

And now you see me on the roads to riches

And you hatin' ass ****, I be fuckin' all your bitches

These times when **** want to beef

The straps I was fuckin' with had fuckin' loads of switches

Good to hit man from a distance, clipped him, even wigged him

The MAC holded twenty-five slugs, it would'a rigged him

If the MAC jammed up, I would'a kicked him

And smacked him with the butt of the gun

Little fake ass **** wan' beef, but don't come to the slum

Same **** that you'll smack, they'll go and run to their mum

I'm tryna tell man, I ain't the same as you man

I can bell man, to get man, to do man, Scouse Matic

Make sure you got that shit

Make sure you got that shit

And if you ain't got that shit, then kop that shit

But don't be a little bum and go and rob that shit

You get me, just go and kop that shit

You get me, just go and kop that shit

And if you ain't got that shit, then kop that shit

But don't be a little bum and go and rob that shit

I'm spliff smokin', thinkin' 'bout another lyric

Might drop another mixtape, it's been a little minute

That's aight though 'cause everytime I drop shit

I kill it, kinda like a 50 .Cal slug

Only really used to smoke on the ched, but now it's strictly dam buds

If it's not haze, then it's kush

I be on my, light up everywhere shit, with dank nugs

Scouse man smokin' Manc buds, Stardawg

And I'm that stardawg, the Aystar-dawg

I'm with this little star nine, Aystar might bark off

Catch me movin' like one of the characters outta Narcos

Hoppin' out a van like  I work for Argos, with pure equipment

New destination for a shipment

Me and my team, we move differnet

New music comin'

Some for the club, some for the whip

Either which way make sure you kop that shit, you get me?

Make sure you got that shit

Make sure you got that shit

And if you ain't got that shit, then kop that shit

But don't be a little bum and go and rob that shit

You get me, just go and kop that shit

You get me, just go and kop that shit

And if you ain't got that shit, then kop that shit

But don't be a little bum and go and rob that shit