Copy Paste

Copy Paste 

[Intro – Hyped / Confident]
Yeah… yeah…
It’s original, baby…
Let’s go!

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[Verse 1]
Bitches wanna be me, yeah, they sweet
Tryna mimic my drip, from my crown to my sneaks (ooh)
They wanna test me, wanna see me defeat
But I hit ‘em to the beat, make ‘em bow in retreat
Turn up, let ‘em feel that fire heat
They tryna bite my shine, but they can’t compete (nah)
I plot, get revenge, look how neat
They get salty when I hit ‘em to the beat

[Hook / Chorus]
Copy, paste… copy, paste… copy, paste
What a lame, no games, what a waste
Copy, paste… copy, paste… copy, paste
What a lame, no games, what a waste

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[Verse 2]
How it feel to know you ain’t real?
They look at me like I’m a meal (yeah, yeah)
Talking all that, but never walking
Plotting in shadows while I’m out here soaring
Why oh why, why they always lie?
I just want a ride or die, you and I (ooh)
Together on the bag, flying high
I hit ‘em to the beat while they wonder why

[Hook / Chorus]
Copy, paste… copy, paste… copy, paste
What a lame, no games, what a waste
Copy, paste… copy, paste… copy, paste
What a lame, no games, what a waste

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[Bridge / Breakdown – Hypnotic, chanting]
Hit ‘em to the beat (ooh…)
Hit ‘em to the beat (yeah…)
Only thing I know is end it and defeat (hey)
Hit ‘em to the beat (ooh…)
Hit ‘em to the beat (yeah…)
Original energy, can’t compete (nah)

[Hook – Finale, ad-libs]
Copy, paste… copy, paste… copy, paste
What a lame, no games, what a waste
Copy, paste… copy, paste… copy, paste
What a lame, no games, what a waste

Be original… be original, darling!
Ooh… yeah… original… (hey!)

Black hip hop rapper, rap, trap, hip hop, trap soul, type beat