I'm in the booth with a Glock 23
AR15
Choppa make a n***a scene
What you say Chop
Yeah yeah NLE s**t b***h
Yeah yeah yeah
**** it b***h I'm thuggin
The Glock I'm tuckin
Up it I knock your muffin
End of discussion
I don't do no ****in cuffin
I ****ed her cousin
She said that my d**k is lovely
I think she love me
Hit him with a Drake I ain 't talkin bout Aubrey
You sayin you a killer
Lil n***a you flagin
And just like the Pizza I want me some topping
And if it's a problem you know I'mma solve it
Bust through your s**t b***h I'm ready to drill
And just like a ghost I give you the chills
B***h I'm deep in the water they call me a seal
He was speakin on me somehow he got killed
I'm like 'who'
I be goin coo
I might have to rob you
Pull up where that n***a work
Shoot him through the drive-through
And don't speak up on my name n***a I advise you
I'll put a bullet through yo head right between yo ****in eyes fool
I got a tool on me handy mandy that b***h dandy
Just like a squirrel b***h I want me a nut just call me Sandy
On Halloween I was robbin the kids for their candy
Now I grew up hittin licks and these n***as they can't stand me
Drop top Chop b***h I knock back tops
I broke a b***h spinal cord when I gave her back-shots
I put a n***a on Fox
Just if he talkin to the cops
'Choppa how many bodies you got'
-b***h I got a lot
I put the perc up in my Henny so you know I'm gettin silly
I'll leave yo body in the old town road just like I'm Billy
And b***h I'm Gucci'ed down now a n***a used to shop at Tennis
And all these pamper a*s h*es really out here feelin s**tty yeah yeah
That's how you feel
I'm on the block with the steel
I'm in the club and I'm runnin these h*es
This s**t feel like is track and field
If you talkin bout this crippin s** t homie
I been doin this s**t for years
What's the price homie
All this ice on me
This s**t got me up on chills
Ridin through your city with your b***h get my d**k sucked
Bank account on Antetokounmpo we gettin' big bucks
Big Ben chain I ain't never get my s**t tucked
I heard these n***as talkin smoke well b***h you know this s**t up
Before I work it out with a b***h I do a sit-up
40 to his mouth I gun hin down now he can't get up
I heard the opps talkin I know how to close they lips up
This s**t get personal I put his momma in the pick-ups
40 on my side choppa on the left of me
Please don't judge me all this w**d and beef get the best of me
Heard you got a stock of bad b***hes but yo b*** h chubby
I can be the ugliest n***a in the room your b***h will still **** me
I heard you got no cash you on a low budget
You payin for that a*s you got a whole budget
You get into it with your h*e because your h*e buggin
I teach that b***h a little Pilates how her toe touchin
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