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Shotta flo
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NLE Choppa
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I wish everything I touch would turn to gold NLE, you heard me? Baby Mexico Choppa, man, Top Shotta Baby Mexico Shotta, you heard me? We finna talk our sh*t, you heard me? YNR (Yeah) Midas got a jugg, ayy (Yeah, yeah) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I am a menace, keep me a rack just like tennis I'm with the sh*t like I'm Dennis I started this sh*t, I'ma finish N***as be hatin', tryna blemish my image Who want the smoke? .223 came with the scope Extended clip long as a rope We wipe his nose, just like he had him a cold I knew that boy was a ho Pull up with the gang, you know that we bangin' What is your set, n***a? What is you claimin'? I am a beast, you cannot tame it Don't point a finger, this sh*t can get dangerous These n***as hatin', these n***as plottin' Ooh, he got money, I'm runnin' his wallet You say you a killer, lil' n***a, stop it In a shootout, your gun was droppin' You really a fraud, you cannot stomp on this yard My n***as, they scammin', they swipin' them cards I am so high that I'm talkin' to stars I'm gone off them jiggas, I'm poppin' them bars Don't mind my pimpin', b*t*h, don't sweat me Chopper got a kick, call that sh*t Jet Li Sauce Gang dripped up, what is your recipe? Gon' get an F if a n***a try testin' me Whole lotta money, whole lotta guala Hit the party fifty deep, nothin' but my shottas N***a tried me so you know I had to pop him So many bullets, it confused the doctor Whole lotta racks, whole lotta stacks F**k a headshot, I'ma shoot him in the back Three-point-five rolled up in the Cack' We don't smoke reggie, this sh*t called gas I'm sticked up like a blind man I'm super hot like a frying pan He say that he gon' take somethin' from me Ayy, just know, he lyin', man I'ma up from my hip then blow like a whistle Your b*t*h suckin' d**k like a Kool-Aid pickle Two bullets in your chest, that's a nipple And if a n***a run up, I'ma pop him like a pimple Get rich or die tryin', I'm feelin' like 50 Brand new chopper got double-D t**ties N***a, don't play me, I don't get silly Love all the beef like a Southwest Philly, yeah Yeah, love all the beef like a Southwest Philly, yeah, ayy Bet, love all the beef like a Southwest Philly I might just OD, Percs killin' me slowly Feelin' like I'm Kobe, can't nan' n***a hold me If he wanna run up on me, shoot him like Ginobili And I'm with the sh*t, lil' homie, yeah, like I'm Toby (Yeah) And I'm with the sh*t, lil' homie, yeah, like I'm Toby, b*t*h (Yeah) Finna ad-lib, keep all that (Like I'm Toby, yeah, yeah) (Like a school shooter named Toby, yeah) Keep all that, Tay, yeah (This sh*t straight drop, lil' n***a, no cut) Ayy, Tay, keep all that, keep all that (Straight drop, lil' n***a, no cut) Yeah, yeah (Up from my hip, yeah)
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