cops r racist

[Intro] (1o) (You are now listening to an eevergrowth exclusive) [Verse 1] Fuckboy out bad in this hoee Bitch I'm-ch I'm getting to them racks, like my dad did Yeah, I'm on the way, I ain't know that there was traffic Y-yeah, I'm on the way, I ain't know that there was traffic I don't fuck with cops, cause the cops racist And I don't like clocks, 'cause the clock's racing Going fast in that ghost, then I'm racing If you talking 'bout lil' Nett, then you brainless Yeah, you hatin' on the kid, tryna make it How yall from the same city, and you hatin Yeah, yeah, I'm from the same city, and you hating? And your bitch got Witch Gang on her playlist And we gooo, clocks racing She want take the dick, this bitch wanna face it She wanna love the- she wanna love the Nett, but I cannot love a bitch She want- she want fuck the Nett, maybe I can fuck your bitch I'm in the trap, makin real racks You out bad in this ho, bitch, we getting to them racks Long live my fucking bruddas, this shit coming from the heart Fuck 12, they some hoes, that shit coming from the heart Thought she was my friend, she left me in the dark [Outro] Fuckboy out bad, and he sad, oh Bitch I'm-ch I'm getting to them racks, like my dad did Yeah, I'm on the way, I ain't know that there was traffic Y-yeah, I'm on the way, I ain't know that there was traffic I don't fuck with cops, because the cops are racist And I don't like class, 'cause the clock's racing Going fast in that ghost, then I'm racing