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my choppa hit you go do-do-do
LYRICS:
Aye, gang bitch
My choppa hit you go do-do-do
I spin round ya block like a hula-hoop
Why you talking to (two) me, pussy who is you?
When you enter my lane better know who's who
Best know that my bullets gon block ya view
This .556 finna turn you blue
And I'm hitting his bitch, he ain't got a clue
Extended clip up on the mag
You'd call it a movie
Got a dick on the choppa the chop at his face
He a lil fruity
And this boy he talking like way too much
Make him a smoothie
Talk too much on the net, you gon get fucked
Kinda like Fousey
Bro think he hard cus he got a lil hurt
Talking that shit and we lay him in dirt
That boy he be fat and my choppa dessert
We gon make his brain splatter, like his name is Kurt
Stupid ahh bih no I can't understand
A pussy ass bitch that's the shit I can't stand
Shot at his knees now the hoe cannot stand
Talk too (two) much bout a gun, make it blam
I severe the neck, attached to ya head
You fucking with me, you ending up dead
I walk in all white, I come out in red
Or maybe I'm green, I'm covered in bread
Waiting to blow cus my blood run in Pakistan
She talking because I'm attractive, man
Ion fuck witchu or the other gangs
Revenge, DNA, Triple 8 and the Taliban
Wassup?
My bullets they don't give a fuck
They treating yo ass like a slut
Way they be wetting all these pussies up
Throw away a blick, shoot em wit a buck
You beg to yo God, you fresh outta luck
You ugly as fuck, but you cannot duck
You'd think it is lightning way the thunder struck, bitch
Ugh, who the fuck is you kidding bitch?
Dissing me? Pussy plead his innocence
I would come round in a minute quick
Leave him flat, momma screaming wickedness
First blood now I feel villainous
Two time, I be getting stimulus
Triple kill, now you know me, infamous
Fourth body, ion have a shit to give
Aye, gang bitch
My choppa hit you go do-do-do
I spin round ya block like a hula-hoop
Why you talking to (two) me, pussy who is you?
When you enter my lane better know who's who
Best know that my bullets gon block ya view
This .556 finna turn you blue
And I'm hitting his bitch, he ain't got a clue
Extended clip up on the mag
You'd call it a movie
Got a dick on the choppa the chop at his face
He a lil fruity
And this boy he talking like way too much
Make him a smoothie
Talk too much on the net, you gon get fucked
Kinda like Fousey
- Genre
- Trap