COP A JOB

PART 1: COP A JOB

[Intro: Damian Lopez]
Bitches got me fucked up
Just because I got no bitches, doesn't mean SHIT
Fuck you talking about?
You're jobless bro, like you're jobless
You can't even be talking on my name like that
Stop playing with my name, just because I got no bitches
Doesn't mean shit, i'm tryna get money
I'm financially stable, i'm tryna get this bread
Unlike you, you're jobless
You got no job!
You're stupid
Listen, ayo

[Chorus: Damian Lopez]
Main bitch, this
Main bitch, that
Main bitch, shut the fuck up
I don’t need to hear all that shit (Oh)
You a pussy bitch
I’m about to smack your ass across the face
You don’t need to cop a bitch
You need to cop a job
Main bitch, this (Big Boss)
Main bitch, that
Main bitch, shut the fuck up
I don’t need to hear all that shit
You a pussy bitch
I’m about to smack your ass across the face
You don’t need to cop a bitch
You need to cop a job

[Verse: "Rick Ross" & (Damian Lopez)]
Bitches on that fucking Goofy shit, heyuck
Motherfuckas on that stupid shit... (Aye Rick Ross, that's offensive)
I’m about to fucking drop a bomb
I don’t give a fuck
I ain’t fucking with you pussies
I ain’t fucking with you hoes
I’m fucking your dad and your momma
Call that pedophilia
Working 9 to 5
Call that shit full time
I’m about to stab a bitch with a Minecraft Sword
Euphoria, nah bitch, you for a job

[Chorus: Damian Lopez]
Main bitch, this (Yuh)
Main bitch, that
Main bitch, shut the fuck up
I don’t need to hear all that shit (Yeah)
You a pussy bitch
I’m about to smack your ass across the face
You don’t need to cop a bitch
You need to cop a job
Main bitch, this
Main bitch, that
Main bitch, shut the fuck up (Shut up)
I don’t need to hear all that shit
You a pussy bitch
I’m about to smack your ass across the face
You don’t need to cop a bitch
You need to cop a job

PART 2: Calamari

[Verse 2: Damian Lopez]
I got a backpack in my back pocket
My ass fat, need a laptop
Reusing lines, cause it’s funny as fuck
Got my degree in Utah
Fat bitch look like Fee FAH
FOH, I’m beating your grandma with a goddamn
Biscuit

[Verse 3: Damian Lopez]
I’m fucking mad bro
I ain’t even sorry tho
Bitches tryna make me suck their toes
I ain’t that low
You bitches need to find a job
ASAP Rocky
I’m about to eat a bitch
Calamari

[Verse 4: "NAV"]
My name is NAV
I got racks on my lap
Got decks on the desks
Got girls doing curls
My name is NAV
Rackity rack
Deskity desk
Girlity-curl-y... fries

PART 3: Security (Cover)

[Intro]
No you can’t be on my momma album

[Chorus]
Pop’s home, I ain’t getting frisked
They gon’ need security for this
Pop’s home, I ain’t getting frisked
They gon’ need security for this

[Outro]
No you can’t be on my momma album