Lyrics
C.O.P
[Intro]
Put your hand on the wheel
My hands on the wheel, right here
Set your phone down in the ground
I have to record this
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Run, run, run, run)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Run, run, run, run)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Run, run, run)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Run, run, run, run)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Run, run, run)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Run, run, run, run)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yеah (Oh, run, run, run, run)
[Verse 1]
Back once again with top dollar, my friend
Real-ass nigga, I'm not for thе pretend
All my haters is calling, they trying to make their amends
If I see them, I'll rob them and take them up out their trendy clothes
They're 'posed to be posing like they are hoes, I suppose
Meanwhile, I'm keeping it ten toes
I'm militant, the way I be steppin' like tenfold
The only words that ever can scare me is 10-4
Okay, fuck a cop, fuck a Poppa Doc, fuck everything
About this track
"C.O.P" is a song by .idk. from the album e.t.d.s. A Mixtape by .idk., released in 2026. The song was written by .idk., RAT BOY. It was produced by RAT BOY.
Contributors
- Obi Nwadije— 54 credits as songwriter & producer →
- Mike Bozzi— 2,008 credits as songwriter & producer →
- Mike Bozzi— 2,008 credits as songwriter & producer →
- RAT BOY— 240 credits as songwriter & producer →
- Eden Eliah Nagar— 223 credits as songwriter & producer →
- Eden Eliah Nagar— 223 credits as songwriter & producer →
- .idk.— 378 credits as songwriter & producer →
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