Lyrics:
all going cop going cop, ayy
Welcome turn the sticks i'm
Sitting on choppers
We big warrant coming down your block today
We go, go to war with 12, no
squirters
A bag of money and a big ass heart
It's about to be capital murder
They swing and they whack you on purpose
They walk by your house like they
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints a day
Laying by my chopper, chopper laying by my safe
No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints
No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints a day
Laying by my chopper, chopper laying by my safe
No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints
of them squirllers
A bag of money and a big ass heart
It's 'bout to be capital murder
They swing and they whack you on purpose
They walk by your house
a chopper
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for a chopper
Background check for a chopper
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in
don't know me
I might holla at Pokey
Or go and get that 40
Them boys be steady doin it
Knockin off the unit
Hit that big bay
We ain't flew it
a chopper
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for a chopper
Background check for a chopper
Load up the chopper
Loaded dice drop
Load up the chopper
Loaded dice drop
Load up the chopper
Then hear the pop
Load up the chopper
Loaded dice drop
Big chopper like a disco ball
Damn Xan who pissed you? Bruh leave me the
Fuck alone nobody pissed me off
(Bruh shut the fuck up, BITCH)
Leave me
what big pokey & big V-90 there fo
see-murder is fool and Big Ed you know he's got tools
And Silkk got all the bitches in high school
and my homie
I'm a stay inside
I'm a fight all by my lonely
Tired of the comments
All the internet trolling
Dun dun, dun dun
Chopper, it go dun dun
Dun
Ho, what you on?
Straight up
They opps still playin', huh?
Twenty thousand square feet house by the water (water)
Water (water), water (water),
an attack by an unknown enemy
Huh
Yeah
Huh
Uh
.44 bulldog, my motherfucking pet
I point it at you and tell that motherfucker, "Fetch"
I'm fuckin'
an attack by an unknown enemy
Huh
Yeah
Huh
Uh
.44 bulldog, my motherfucking pet
I point it at you and tell that motherfucker, "Fetch"
I'm fuckin'
pretty hot
'Cause he knowin that Tecca Ninna's a dirty chopper
He's handle, holmes, here's a handful
How in the hell he hovering having hella go H.A.M.
her, uh
Brand new money
Run up on me, chopper hoppin' like a bunny
I don't walk it, I run it
Keep it one hundred
Headshot, headshot, drive-by in a Hummer
[Big Pokey]
You're trippin' me out, sho' nuff
When you stroll up, you make niggas fold up
Hold up, I been peepin' your ways
Plus the pedal
piece a bad outcome
Kendrick Martin, Hootie Malcolm
I'm screaming out peace
But his chopper piece a bad outcome
Big mouth, settle me down
Tell YG this
a boss, got the power
Young Nola out here thugging with a big ole chopper
I'm a, I'm a go and kill his mama
Yeah, young Nola got a chopper
What, what,
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