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on the guap 
Keep a tooly by my hip 
If you talking down on me than you know I'll let it rip 
Yeah I'm counting up these bands 
Yeah I'm running up a check 
Now

pulled with my glock
Choppa singin' like Rihanna
I just pulled up in your block
Fucked your bitch right in that lot
I just pulled with my glock
Choppa

that, like Jay, I need me a billy
Got brodie with me to the side
No playground you know he gon' slide
Told brodie I'm down for the ride
I'm fucking his

(Yeah yeah)
Wit choppas and MACs (Wit choppas and MACs)
Yo momma so sad (Yo momma so sad)
She cant get you back (she cant get you back)
We gon' do

Choppa gon' sing
We pointing at you
No need to run
That's really no use
You talking that stuff
We gon' see what you do
Talk to the twin
Talk to the ooze

[ItzXay]
Bitch I’m the 575 
Keep a 9 by my side 

[Vv$]
Hitters to my right
And they stay down to ride 

[ItzXay]
Big pipe 
Like a dyke 
Red dot at your eye

Flowing down a river
Had some shit to reconsider (Grrah)
Setup on my things, get my vision clearer, ehi (Ehi)
Pull up on your spot, let you have some

Choppa blastin', leave a nigga past tense
Servin' bomb like Bagdhad
Break it down and bag that
Servin' bomb like Bagdhad
Break it down and bag that
Afghani

Villain get you shota
Midwest side will chase em down with a choppa
Motherfucker thinking Teccanina gonna stopa
Something wrong with his medullah oblongota.

(Calm down, I'll just call Robert)
Mm, baby, can you be my bitch? My M, my shawty, lil' mami, my twin
Baby, we could get real rich, you're forever

You know that choppa don't miss
Got you cumming all on my fist
Got yo ass off the checklist
We do not beef bout a chick
You love me u takin a risk
Cuz I

again lil nigga we gon' slide
All my niggas down ta ride I'm finna call up lil J5ive

I'm done with all these niggas cappin on my name like what it is
We

Fo' a pop his top
And if i live right by this Glock
He gone snatch up bout every shot
Catching bullets
Choppas fully
We some bullies
They some rookies

south
NLE choppa u know we do walk downs
Oh you king I'm coming fa that damn crown
Say that you on you know that is cap and gown
Lame as fuck
These niccas

None of these nikkas want smoke 
No I carry 50s and Choppas we is Puranas
You still post Up by the store 
All Of my Niggas is poppin you Niggas dropping

fans
Designer down I mixed sum Gucci with Vuitton

I'm in the studio with some Louis and J's on
Niggas tryna play with me, this is no play zone
I don't

You know I'm the man, if you hatin' you a fan
Got the choppa make em dance, I just fucked my bitch in France
When I pull up with my mans
Yeah you

cup Juicy J (J)
In the Project like Pat
Gangsta Boo like La Chat
Free big Meek, headshot for the rat
Run it back wit' the sack
(Sack) , break the law

and gowns
No i ain't tryna cap ya down
Bitch i go crazy ask around
Gman da hardest in the town
Why you got yo stick if you don't never let yo choppa hit
Bro

I just told my niggas grab them choppas let's go sliding
Niggas always capping they be acting bitch quit lying
All bout that action if we active then

Eeny meeny miny moe
Shoot a nigga with this pole
Who will i decide to kill today
I do not fucking know
Wack him like a mole
Choppa bullets give him

bitch told me to lay down and
Now she handling my meat
Walk down gang no drive by
We gone handle them on feet
Hopped up on the beat uhh
Then left it

change her name to Billie Eilish
And she gon' listen to all of my songs
Girl in this bedroom is where you belong
She got juicy, I'm talkin' Couture
Buy you

the spots with the burglar bars
Still keep the choppas by the door (by the door)
B-I-G, put your bottles and your buss downs up
If you fuck with Big Sno