CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Choked Up
Y-y-yo-young quill
Ay
Pull back on the throttle
B*t*h I'm f**king [?] muhf**king bottle
Catch me slippin' through this city in a muhf**king [?]
B*t*h in the back and she countin' up the lotto
Watch what you say motherf**ka I know that [?] pockets speak summer
I'll splatter his brains up all over the bumper
And drag off the body while whippin' the Hummer
Why do these b*t*hes keep grippin' my neck
If you speakin' all business I leave you on read
She wantin' attention, she wantin' the head
And he's going to get it, he's just like the rest
Drinkin' this label my face feelin' numb
Beatin' his a**, till his facе lookin' dumb
Came with the tech, ya yo boy bеtter run
Feet off the edge baby tell me to jump
Ay, ay, ay, ay
F**k a fake friend
F**k a fake friend
F**k a fake b*t*h
And I f**k a [?]
Yeah
My house, no head, no f**king pay rent
I make you choke when you f**king wasted
I’m on my best, even before I’m that sh*t
Hop in the Benz with that girl that I hit
she be my b*t*h
Driving downtown just to see that new sh*t
F**kin’ with me me I don’t take no sh*t
F**kin’ with me I [?]
Peter Parker let her go
I might need to let her know
I am empty that’s on show
C.I.T. [?]
C.B.B.C in the mode
that’s all I know
Can grow up and be the goat
Eat my Starburst and [?]
I gotta new [?]
I might stuff it in yo throat no [?]
I got stain white socks, [?]
white rocks, no cops
I got black ripped jeans, [?]
No money, but no fees, my fist up
I got all white kicks with the tips up
I got all white kicks with the tips up
Ay
Pull back on the throttle
B*t*h I'm f**king [?] muhf**king bottle
Catch me slippin' through this city in a muhf**king [?]
B*t*h in the back and she countin' up the lotto
Watch what you say motherf**ka I know that [?] pockets speak [?]
I'll splatter his brains up all over the bumper
And drag off the body while whippin' the Hummer
Why do these b*t*hes keep grippin' my neck
If you speakin' all business I leave you on read
She wantin' attention, she wantin' the head
And he's going to get it, he's just like the rest
Drinkin' this label my face feelin' numb
Beatin' his a**, till his face lookin' dumb
Came with the tech, ya yo boy better run
Feet off the edge baby tell me to jump
Ay
Pull back on the throttle
B*t*h I'm f**king [?] muhf**king bottle
Catch me slippin' through this city in a muhf**king [?]
B*t*h in the back and she countin' up the lotto
Watch what you say motherf**ka I know that [?] pockets speak summer
I'll splatter his brains up all over the bumper
And drag off the body while whippin' the Hummer
Why do these b*t*hes keep grippin' my neck
If you speakin' all business I leave you on read
She wantin' attention, she wantin' the head
And he's going to get it, he's just like the rest
Drinkin' this label my face feelin' numb
Beatin' his a**, till his facе lookin' dumb
Came with the tech, ya yo boy bеtter run
Feet off the edge baby tell me to jump
Ay, ay, ay, ay
F**k a fake friend
F**k a fake friend
F**k a fake b*t*h
And I f**k a [?]
Yeah
My house, no head, no f**king pay rent
I make you choke when you f**king wasted
I’m on my best, even before I’m that sh*t
Hop in the Benz with that girl that I hit
she be my b*t*h
Driving downtown just to see that new sh*t
F**kin’ with me me I don’t take no sh*t
F**kin’ with me I [?]
Peter Parker let her go
I might need to let her know
I am empty that’s on show
C.I.T. [?]
C.B.B.C in the mode
that’s all I know
Can grow up and be the goat
Eat my Starburst and [?]
I gotta new [?]
I might stuff it in yo throat no [?]
I got stain white socks, [?]
white rocks, no cops
I got black ripped jeans, [?]
No money, but no fees, my fist up
I got all white kicks with the tips up
I got all white kicks with the tips up
Ay
Pull back on the throttle
B*t*h I'm f**king [?] muhf**king bottle
Catch me slippin' through this city in a muhf**king [?]
B*t*h in the back and she countin' up the lotto
Watch what you say motherf**ka I know that [?] pockets speak [?]
I'll splatter his brains up all over the bumper
And drag off the body while whippin' the Hummer
Why do these b*t*hes keep grippin' my neck
If you speakin' all business I leave you on read
She wantin' attention, she wantin' the head
And he's going to get it, he's just like the rest
Drinkin' this label my face feelin' numb
Beatin' his a**, till his face lookin' dumb
Came with the tech, ya yo boy better run
Feet off the edge baby tell me to jump
