Cop It

[Chorus] Cop it Object Put it in the pot Then rock it Put it out Look how I profit Haters tryin' to knock it But I won't stop 'Cause they know I'm about to blow Yes, it's me The underestimated emcee So ill with the flow I need a M.D. Somebody call a doctor I make 'em all sick when I hop out the Phantom of the Opera Opposite to what I call a failure I am the reason y'all can't look in the mirrors But don't worry: I see shit a lil' clearer Go ahead and act funny, but you ain't stackin' money And therefore we ain't here for the best Matter of fact, homey, I can't hear y'all I'm deaf I spit it in sign language, mob language Keep me around bread like a sandwich Dammit The plane done landed The plan unveiled Now, gimme some space; I'm outta this world Some niggas say they just tryin' to get a nut That may be true, but I'm a very big squirrel Y'all niggas get in some shit and just bail I'm at the precinct like, "Fuck it, it's just bail." Me, I'm a very big deal with some very big work on a very big scale [Chorus] I heard it was: squeeze first, ask questions later So which one of y'all is the next to ask? Be the same one of y'all up next to blast I suggest you raise up, like Exxon gas You bullshittin', I'm talkin' what I could do Mims is hotter than some cooked food I'm a good dude, so usually I chill But if you look close enough, you can see my steel Yes, I'm concealed Yes, I'm the shit You think his paper long? You should see my deal I'm Microsoft Mims, I rock wit' Bill Gates First week, shipped a mill out the gate And I ain't tryin' to brag, I just set the record straight My shit push four; I'm just tryin' to move eight You tryin' to catch up with me, ya too late All you do is lose weight I move weight Drive through states Push meals like every day was a Tuesday Wow, that's real Y'all iced grill I'm laughin' on my way to the bank wit' a nice meal [Chorus] I'm a Range Rove rapper Plain-clothes rappers Need to stop actin' like the thang won't clap ya I am not a killer, nor do I defend 'em I don't swing at dudes; I am not a pendulum I don't write laws or rules, nigga, I bend 'em I don't start careers when I beef, nigga, I end 'em You don't want it with me; I can see clearly You match up with I? Please, barely Dog, I'm nearly as high as it gets I get weary in the sky when I fly like this I'm so high, it's gettin' kinda hard to top it So imagine when the album drop, I'm a make y'all... [Chorus]