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Copy Era
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Copy Era was released on June 8, 2026 by Taf as a part of the album Til' Infinity
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Release DateJune 8, 2026
LabelTaf
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Duwap Kaine
Duwap Kaine
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Duwap Kaine
Duwap Kaine
Composer

Lyrics

(Bae, wake up, Duwap posted)
I'm at Ben Franklin house and I run the dope bill, twice
I know it's just paper, but without, what is life?
I could buy me what I like, I could damn near buy your life
Here goes some money, bitch, psych
Bitch green, thought I was that nice
Stun your bitch, I ain't pay her price
All white whip like it got lice
Stop textin' me, ho, you late still
You'd be surprised what a blue face do
You get access if you grateful
Broke her heart, she act like she got shameful
Saint Laurent on me, but I ain't no saint, homie
How you cool with bein' broke? Bring back shame, homie
This life ain't no joke, stay in your lane, homie
I know you doin' dope, you think I'm a lame, homie
Need to light the blunt with a flame, homie
Four car dashin' like I'm Dame, homie
They say my flow never change, homie
They 'cause I'ma stay the fuckin' same, homie
I'm makin' money, it don't make me
For this green shit, I won't change, homie
She beautiful with them bangs, homie
Them bangs on her got her banged, homie
This my favorite part of the beat, ****, she left you, you a cheap ****
Whatever you sow, you reap, ****, so I give out plenty G's, ****
You can ask the fans 'bout that, I'll give you the shirt off my back
Don't believe me, just watch, like my name Trinidad
But I'm sure ballin' like I'm James
I look so good, she forgot my name
Too many hoes, what you said your name was?
Nice to meet you, baby girl, now get in
Punch in god, this shit ain't written
She got the yams and her shit be sittin'
Bring her to the crib, she eatin' my chicken
San Andreas, I completed the mission
You **** lost me with that trickin'
You only knew that bitch for a weekend
White boy swag, ****, like I'm Nettspend
White boy, black boy, like I'm LA
I got them bitches out in LA
This snitch **** hoes, ****, at your mom's place
I'm blessed, I was fortunate, I was in the same place
She got right to work, she ain't even say grace
She wanna hang, so I gave her one day
Check my bank and I see 100K
Swingin' that foreign, not a Hyundai
Bring all my **** back for one day
****, I'm legendary off one tape
Punch in god, but I could do one take
She wanna hang, your shawty said she feel safe
Two shots of Whiskey and I feel great
Can't go back to the bank, I broke the bitch
I'm laughin' and cryin', I be on some Joker shit
She ask for some money, man, she met my poker face
I slide in a bitch DM on some roller skates
The way that you cryin' 'bout her, man, I know it's great
I'm outside all night, bitch, I know it's late
I been through some shit that was really humbling
I'm helpin' the bros, yeah, it's just a brother thing
When I smoke, I chain smoke, smoke each pound, smoke each bowl
Man, why these bitches so evil?
Man, why the world so fucked up?
I feel like Michael, they don't love us
Sometimes real shit gotta get discussed
It's fucked up how they mimic us
She turn the sprinter into a party bus
I'm TAF, she wanna be apart of us
She wanna party like she Miley
After I'm done with her, she send the smileys
I got these Prada shades, feel like Kylie Jenner
Fuck with me, you a guaranteed winner
I'm vampin', would've thought I was a sinner
Y'all copy everything, invest in a printer
Written by: Duwap Kaine
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