Make sure you cop that shit Make sure you cop that shit Ha, yeah Aystizzy You already know what it is Remix ting, you get me? (Yeah, nigga) Let's get it I'm a beast when I jump on these tracks I spit flames, I'm hot like a drop of hot wax The tape's already loaded like a .9 that's cocked back (Back) So when it drops, you better clap It's all eyes on me like a gyal who's got back No one's watchin' your shit 'cause you're whack One hundred percent if I had the chance to, then I ain't listenin' to that (I ain't listenin' to that) I told me manager, "Stop sendin' me these rappers" (Stop that) But, when it comes to Scousematic, cop that And any mixtape that I drop, you better cop it If I shoot you pint blank, this ain't a game, you can't block it (Bah) Four hundred break horse on the Golf, you can't jock it (Skrrt) The .44's too big, won't fit in the pocket (Nah) And you're gonna need the army to stop it (Trust me) You see, when I pop it, send him to the firmament like he's a rocket (Bam) The new mixtape, make sure you cop it (Cop that) Make sure you got that shit (Make sure you got it) Make sure you got that shit And if you ain't got that shit, then cop that shit But don't be a little bum and go and rob that shit You get me? (Tramp) Just go and cop that shit, you get me? (Cop it) Just go and cop that shit And if you ain't got that shit, then cop that shit But don't be a little bum and go and rob that shit I'm a gangster and a gentleman, my suits are tailored I put my tracksuit on 'cause I was due some payments Put killers in the bushes, yeah, we do surveillance Violate and live where? Don't lose your cranium I come with the brick squad, I'm like the Gucci Mane I was star in the traps, I ain't new to fame (Bling-blaow) How you're rappin' when you got boots to lace? I got some young boy killers that'll shoot your face That's a twelve gauge, take your face off like Nick Cage Distasteful, here's my dick, how does this taste? Disgraceful, little bitch, get your wig straight Get your facts straight, I got rich off a mixtape On a strip mate, please, don't get me eye-raped Pull up on who? I'ma shoot till you're sideways (Bah, bah, bah) I was broke like a bad joke gave me migraines Now, it's Frankie with the four eyes, I mean five chains (Scousematic) Make sure you got that shit (Make sure you got it) Make sure you got that shit And if you ain't got that shit, then cop that shit But don't be a little bum and go and rob that shit You get me? (Tramp) Just go and cop that shit, you get me? (Cop it) Just go and cop that shit And if you ain't got that shit, then cop that shit But don't be a little bum and go and rob that shit (Scousematic) Bum, I'm in a three-piece with a double-breasted blazer Got my .45, but I'm on my best behaviour Young buck keeps runnin' the chamber He stays with his mask on, you see his nose and eyes like a alligator I used to break down bricks, carry the remainder Add it do the next brick like I'm playin' Tetris (Mhm, trust me, let's go) And even though I might forgive, I still don't forget shit So you've always gotta expect the unexpected (Hahahaha) My darg will bring me a stick if I tell him, "Fetch it" (Woof, woof) Rapid, it's either gonna be a spinner or a 'matic (Brrt) And when the fire's in my hand, I'm movin' 'ratic I park up and jump out, and then I— (Skah, grrah, grrah, grrah), did you catch it? Five quid on a T-shirt and a jacket Don't worry about me, I been already had it If you ain't got it yet, then go grab it Make sure you got that shit (Make sure you got it) Make sure you got that shit And if you ain't got that shit, then cop that shit But don't be a little bum and go and rob that shit You get me? (Tramp) Just go and cop that shit, you get me? (Cop it) Just go and cop that shit And if you ain't got that shit, then cop that shit But don't be a little bum and go and rob that shit (Scousematic) Haha, yeah Gangsters and gentleman You already know what it is Scousematic, mm, yeah Boom, boom, boom