CALL THE FUCKIN COPS by Triple777 Lyrics
[Intro: Triple777]
Hehehe coocoo
Uhh, yeah so "BODYBAG" was supposed to be the last single before the album but a lot of recent events
That's gonna change right about now
I believe so fuck you
[Verse 1: Triple777]
I’ve been like this for my whole life
Stop tryna tell me how to live mine
Oh, I'ma dick bet it’s true, I'll bust inside yo' eye
They gon hate and then go cry when I outshine
I pray for yo' early demise
I'ma lone wolf takin' no sides
Said I can’t rap, alright
But I see you doin' punch in linеs
So go head for the back I'ma man with no mask really do what I do and I do what you can’t don’t lack whеn it come to the shit that I gas out last anyone tryna say I'ma pass
Bitch, your mistake in the past
My future the best, the snakes and the rats
Defining the meaning of what is success
Money, power, pussy embedded
Never love, never level headed
Grab a gun, call a damn medic
Shoot 7 cause he too different
Been on my own for the longest
Don’t need support for a moment
My shit belong in the moma
Yo' shit belong in the toilet
Motha fucka, I'ma artist
Motha fucka, you retarded
Motha fucka, I'ma god bitch
I’m just getting fuckin started
[Chorus: Triple777]
Fake shit, all around me
Mothafuckas tryna foul me
Is this watchu want
You got it fuckin' punk
Fake bitch, see what happens
Motha fuckas end up nappin'
I'ma do a lot, call the fuckin cops!
[Verse 2: Triple777]
Like weeoooweeooo
Comin' for my ass, put you in the grass
Made yo' face look a mess
Do you have to ask
Yes, I’m fuckin mad
You motha fuckas whack
Claiming who I am
Bitch I’m T7, faggot, suck on that
For you bitchass motha fuckas that hold me back
You can’t hold me back
I’ll break yo leg, I won’t give up
Say that again
Said I won’t give up, so lick my nuts
And my boy HXSTAGE too, cause he tryna get some
Dawg, you make me mad
Make me bite my tongue
I can’t hold it in no more it’s been itchin' my lungs
Oh, I’m mean, I’m rude, your goddamn right
Bitch, don’t be a prude suck my goddamn pipe
I’m so done with you dudes, you been on my mind
But it’s time to let go fuck you unfollow my line
[Chorus: Triple777]
Fake shit, all around me
Mothafuckas tryna foul me
Is this watchu want
You got it fuckin' punk
Fake bitch, see what happens
Motha fuckas end up nappin'
I'ma do a lot, call the fuckin cops!
[Outro]
Um, uh, I'ma need to have backup immediately
(Fuck you! mothafucka!)
There's a white male, all black, uh, weird fucking looking hair
(Get up bitchass mothafucka, get up bitch, yuh, yuh)
He's beating the fuck out of this dude with a hatchet
(Fuck that shit, mothafucka) (Woo!)
I don't even needa fuckin' back up for this shit
Back in station, correct?
(Oh shit, oh fuck, it's the cops)
Get down on the ground now or face the consequences of the law
(Oh shit, aha, you can't catch me, you can't catch me!)
This is a message from your president Ben Shapiro
I heard that Triple777 is making an album
Is he gone or not?
Hehehe coocoo
Uhh, yeah so "BODYBAG" was supposed to be the last single before the album but a lot of recent events
That's gonna change right about now
I believe so fuck you
[Verse 1: Triple777]
I’ve been like this for my whole life
Stop tryna tell me how to live mine
Oh, I'ma dick bet it’s true, I'll bust inside yo' eye
They gon hate and then go cry when I outshine
I pray for yo' early demise
I'ma lone wolf takin' no sides
Said I can’t rap, alright
But I see you doin' punch in linеs
So go head for the back I'ma man with no mask really do what I do and I do what you can’t don’t lack whеn it come to the shit that I gas out last anyone tryna say I'ma pass
Bitch, your mistake in the past
My future the best, the snakes and the rats
Defining the meaning of what is success
Money, power, pussy embedded
Never love, never level headed
Grab a gun, call a damn medic
Shoot 7 cause he too different
Been on my own for the longest
Don’t need support for a moment
My shit belong in the moma
Yo' shit belong in the toilet
Motha fucka, I'ma artist
Motha fucka, you retarded
Motha fucka, I'ma god bitch
I’m just getting fuckin started
[Chorus: Triple777]
Fake shit, all around me
Mothafuckas tryna foul me
Is this watchu want
You got it fuckin' punk
Fake bitch, see what happens
Motha fuckas end up nappin'
I'ma do a lot, call the fuckin cops!
[Verse 2: Triple777]
Like weeoooweeooo
Comin' for my ass, put you in the grass
Made yo' face look a mess
Do you have to ask
Yes, I’m fuckin mad
You motha fuckas whack
Claiming who I am
Bitch I’m T7, faggot, suck on that
For you bitchass motha fuckas that hold me back
You can’t hold me back
I’ll break yo leg, I won’t give up
Say that again
Said I won’t give up, so lick my nuts
And my boy HXSTAGE too, cause he tryna get some
Dawg, you make me mad
Make me bite my tongue
I can’t hold it in no more it’s been itchin' my lungs
Oh, I’m mean, I’m rude, your goddamn right
Bitch, don’t be a prude suck my goddamn pipe
I’m so done with you dudes, you been on my mind
But it’s time to let go fuck you unfollow my line
[Chorus: Triple777]
Fake shit, all around me
Mothafuckas tryna foul me
Is this watchu want
You got it fuckin' punk
Fake bitch, see what happens
Motha fuckas end up nappin'
I'ma do a lot, call the fuckin cops!
[Outro]
Um, uh, I'ma need to have backup immediately
(Fuck you! mothafucka!)
There's a white male, all black, uh, weird fucking looking hair
(Get up bitchass mothafucka, get up bitch, yuh, yuh)
He's beating the fuck out of this dude with a hatchet
(Fuck that shit, mothafucka) (Woo!)
I don't even needa fuckin' back up for this shit
Back in station, correct?
(Oh shit, oh fuck, it's the cops)
Get down on the ground now or face the consequences of the law
(Oh shit, aha, you can't catch me, you can't catch me!)
This is a message from your president Ben Shapiro
I heard that Triple777 is making an album
Is he gone or not?