Choppa Style Ringtones

Ayy, mmm My eyes closed, I don't wanna see My mind gone, I can't sleep I ain't got no appetite, I can't even eat It's kinda hard being me My eyes closed, I can't see My mind gone, I can't sleep I ain't got no appetite, I can't even eat It's kinda hard being me D-E-P-R-E-S-S-I-O-N A real street nigga, but I got depression A lot of things really left my feelings hurtin' Just wanna please everybody, I'm not perfect I tried to do right and be your stepping stone But you ain't do right, you even did me wrong And I don't know which world that I'm standing on I just wanna be left in the room with microphones My dad held me on the couch when Mike was on Your feelings get hurt and then you get your typing on I miss my nigga you just know he got indicted, oh I just wanna see all my dawgs comin' home I'ma kill 'em, I'ma kill 'em, I'ma kill 'em And I'ma get three motherfuckin' rid of They say Lil Choppa, he be jiggin' in his riddim They say Lil Choppa, he be shootin' at his victims A lot of niggas tried to play and they got bodied And if I ever did you wrong, bitch, I'm sorry I pop the Percocets, I don't fuck with the molly I killed him, but I keep on shooting at his body My eyes closed, I don't wanna see My mind gone, I can't sleep I ain't got no appetite, I can't even eat It's kinda hard being me My eyes closed, I can't even see My mind gone, I can't even sleep I ain't got no appetite, I can't even eat It's kinda hard being me They gon' hate me 'til I die, I gotta live with that I gave that bitch my fuckin' heart, I want my feelings back I always keep this shit 100, bae, how real is that? I know this shit get tangled up because our strings attached, mmm-mmm And I been just thinkin' 'Bout the best times of my life The best times of my life Best times of my life Think about the, think about it The best times of my life The best times of my life I just wanna go and see the light I could just look inside your eyes And tell that you tryna kill my vibe I don't fuck with you, you're a lie Knew it was a hit and deny All my niggas shoot, not the sky We be aimin' at you, we don't cry We ain't stoppin' violence 'til you die Lord knows, on Jesus Christ My eyes closed, I don't wanna see My mind gone, I can't sleep I ain't got no appetite, I can't even eat It's kinda hard being me My eyes closed, I can't even see My mind gone, I can't even sleep I ain't got no appetite, I can't even eat It's kinda hard being me My eyes closed, I can't even see My mind's gone, I can't even sleep I ain't got no appetite, I can't even eat It's kinda hard being me

Eh-eh-eh-eh, eh-eh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa (Palaze, what you cookin'?) Eh-eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh-eh (Yeah, go dummy, Kyle) Eh-eh, oh-oh, oh My biggest fear is being left all alone I'm sincere when I admit my wrongs I hope my do's outweigh all my don'ts I tell you to leave, that's not what I want (Not what I want) I'm prayin' every day, life's hard (Life's hard) I'm really flawed, yeah, you know that I'm scarred (Know I'm scarred) It hurt me deep 'cause you aimed at my heart (At my heart) Up this Glock on anybody, paranoid (Brrt) Treat my feelings with weed so I'm gone in a daze (On a daze) If I don't get attention then I might misbehave (I might misbehave) Anxiety, I cried my thoughts all in my brain (In my brain) Switchin' lanes, everybody drivin' me insane (Wow) It's one step forward and three back, endless pain Bae text me like, "Where you at?" I'm with the gang (I'm with the gang) She tell me "Be smart," 'cause she know I go hit a stain (I go hit a stain) I told her I ain't crashin', got a baby on the way You got me out my zone, like whoa-whoa-whoa That love that you showed me, I can't let go "I got your back forever," that's what a nigga had told her (What I told her) You gon' push my son around while he ridin' the stroller Got you cryin' on my shoulder, you know I'ma hold you Some shit I shouldn't told ya, eh-eh, whoa, whoa I got a lot of problems, I'm just lettin' you know I take it out on you and whoever else want some (Whoever want some) My biggest fear is being left all alone I'm sincere when I admit my wrongs I hope my do's outweigh all my don'ts I tell you to leave, that's not what I want (Not what I want) I'm prayin' every day, life's hard (Life's hard) I'm really flawed, yeah, you know that I'm scarred (Know I'm scarred) It hurt me deep 'cause you aimed at my heart (At my heart) Up this Glock on anybody, paranoid (Brrt) And it's a lot of niggas that I wanna see at the top I'ma make sure all my niggas soak it up, every drop I get a bitch and tell her, "Suck my brother up 'til he pop" I promise by the end of the year we pull up in drops I don't know what it is, your company, I just enjoy it This money we got, I won't break it, so don't you destroy it Even though I might be the most likely to do it Just know that I love you, gotta get that, understood? My biggest fear is being left all alone I'm sincere when I admit my wrongs I hope my do's outweigh all my don'ts I tell you to leave, that's not what I want (Not what I want) I'm prayin' every day, life's hard (Life's hard) I'm really flawed, yeah, you know that I'm scarred (Know I'm scarred) It hurt me deep 'cause you aimed at my heart (At my heart) Up this Glock on anybody, paranoid (Brrt)

CashMoneyAP Ayy I ain't gotta ask, I know my momma proud of me And my nigga we was thuggin', we was doin' robberies You ain't gotta ask if it's on me, it's on the side Everytime that a young nigga ride Hundred shots up out this choppa, let them glide I can't let him slide, 'cause they fuck with my pride I'm in the club with glizzy and my blicky Tryin' not hurt somebody, ayy 'Cause I was stuck up in the storm when rain came We don't care where it's at and we do it broad day I let the opps run the city, tryna maintain Goin' down the wrong road gave me road rage I had to tell 'em we ain't goin' for nothin' Don't know what the squad on But rich nigga like like the lotto, sippin' Muscato I put a nigga on the news, I probably read about him Her head super-duper fire, make her head throttle He say "Tell me the meanin' of a thug I rather be a gangsta, 'cause I can't show no love" 'Fore I do my dirt, I mask it on with a glove If he get up in my way, then I'ma hit him with the slug I ain't gotta ask, I know my momma proud of me And my nigga we was thuggin', we was doin' robberies You ain't gotta ask if it's on me, it's on the side Everytime that a young nigga ride Hundred shots up out this choppa, let them glide I can't let him slide, 'cause they fuck with my pride I'm in the club with glizzy and my blicky Tryin' not hurt somebody (nah, nah, nah) Ayy, got my glizzy and my blicky, tryin' not hurt somebody Nah, nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-nah Bum, bum, NLE the top shotta, yeah Got them bombs like Al-Qaeda

(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up) Tay Keith, you did this shit again You know what I'm sayin'? Ayy, man, this new year, don't come to me with that old shit Leave that in 2022 Ayy, ayy I just want my nut, after that, bitch, get up off of me (bitch, bye) Presidential chop', pussy nigga, ain't no offin' me (I ain't gon' die) You a pussy with some discharge, we call 'em cottage cheese (hahaha) Sent a hit off of Discord, it's 2023 (2023) New year, new me, it's 2023 ('23) Glock 23 (brr), I dump the 20 piece (brr-brr) The old shit ain't goin' forward, this a newer me (this a newer me) Probably knew me last year, but you don't know me (ayy, you don't know me) One life to live Bullshit, no deal On sight for real Crack shit like seals Beat a nigga, MikeWill I say how I, I feel Give a fuck how you feel Shooters still in the gym Steppers still in the field All he need is a pill And he'll still kill without one (brrt, brrt) Ain't got a gun? Better buy one (buy one) Can't afford it? Better take some (better take one) All lives matter, I take one (I take some) Call me, "Booty," I shake some (I make it clap) No homo, none taken (none taken) Fuck all the opps, no latex (no rubber) Make the K bust, that's great sex (no brothers) Faceshot, give him a taste test (brr) Yeah, Motorola's servin' fiends, yeah Central stroll, I seen fiends, yeah I'm bipolar, I'll tweak, yeah Headshot make him sneeze, dab He got played to the left, that's a right way Cottonwood baby, all night way Ride around the corner for shafier Caught buddy loafin' in broad day I just want my nut, after that, bitch, get up off of me (bitch, bye) Presidential chop', pussy nigga, ain't no offin' me (I ain't gon' die) You a pussy with some discharge, we call 'em cottage cheese (hahaha) Sent a hit off of Discord, it's 2023 (2023) New year, new me, it's 2023 ('23) Glock 23 (brr), I dump the 20 piece (brr-brr) The old shit ain't goin' forward, this a newer me (this a newer me) Probably knew me last year, but you don't know me (ayy, you don't know me) .24 in the clip, eight got hit, Kobe (Bryant) Couple killers in a sip Free Lou and free Toby (slime) Goon say he wanna put another nigga down, I say, "Focus" Draco, I call a micro Draco 'cause he know how to work it (my brother) Bad ass bitch, nothin' basic Slide right in, I'm skatin' (ski) Me and her shop in Fifths, we don't know nothin' 'bout Macy's (nah, shit) The way she take this dick, that lil' ho got bravy (nah, for real) Blood bitch tryna make a flip Crip, she be like that, she brazy (slime) Birds of a feather gotta flock together, box him up and sell him, get one off (skrrt) Through any weather, we gon' get umbrellas Nothin' stop this cheddar, nigga, fuck you thought? Bacon cheddar cheese, mozzarella, please Gettin' head when I wake in the loft (a loft) Came from the streets, now I scream, "World peace" I'm rich as Hell, might play golf Where you at twin? I know you ain't layed up with no ho I just want my nut, after that, bitch, get up off of me (bitch, bye) Presidential chop', pussy nigga, ain't no offin' me (I ain't gon' die) You a pussy with some discharge, we call 'em cottage cheese (hahaha) Sent a hit off of Discord, it's 2023 (2023) New year, new me, it's 2023 ('23) Glock 23 (brr), I dump the 20 piece (brr-brr) The old shit ain't goin' forward, this a newer me (this a newer me) Probably knew me last year, but you don't know me (ayy, you don't know me) Ayy, man, lot of shit changed, but It's only one thing I'm keepin' the same, man We still tote 7.62s over .223s even though we in 2023 Yeah, I might go cop a AR though (grrt) On my brother, I take one Call me, "Booty," I shake some Call me, "Booty," I shake some Call me, "Booty," I- Call me, "Booty," ayy- Call me, "Booty," I shake some No homo', none taken Fuck all the opps, no latex, nigga Haha! It's 2023

Brr Niggas better not NIggas better not pop out, for real Brr, ayy, ayy My brodie got a lick, he say he tryna bring 'bout forty back Forty packs and forty racks, .40 cal and a MAC Box him up, Apple Jacks, rat-a-tat-a-tat-a-tat In the Scat', caught him lackin', windows crackin', tires flat I said we ain't come here for nothin', nigga, we want it all Jewelry on, you know that I'm stuntin', nigga, we love to ball Never duckin' opps, if I'm inside, I'm duckin' federals Stopped takin' Percocets 'cause I don't wanna slip on fentanyl Ayy, pop him, drop him, I got 'bout twenty, on God Ayy, spot him, watch him, look one more time, I'll spark Ain't no trustin' us, we bustin' stuff like we play for the Warriors What you is, nigga? What you bangin'? You say you that, then throw it up Suck the gang, she throwin' up, now shе sayin' she don't know us (ayy) New hoes comin' through, wе goin' up, nigga, fuck her (yeah) Drugged up, my face mugged up, he say I'm tough tough Movin' with killers, we don't say shit, we let them guns bust Even though I had talent, I was still out committing robberies My past keep on following me, you know I acknowledge greed Good deed, bad deed, we gon' do that shit if we in need Bad bitch with bowed legs for me, I think she Cherokee See how we comin' We Taliban drugs, paraphernalia and the contraband They say they can smell us, still let me board, then I landed Better treat me like Osama in this bitch, but we ain't stabbin' Bullets gettin' to clappin' First nigga play, he gon' lay, ayy, ayy, ayy This a hooligan, she raisin' ayy, bay-bay-bay Wraith, that's my taste, I ain't tryna drive no straight-eight Left a nut on her face, goodness sake, it look like a cake Look fast, hit slow, smokin' dope, lean out the bottle Fuckin' on a model, I DM'd her, I ain't have to follow Never trust a ho, I put my faith into these fuckin' hollows Come here, barrel to the face, blow his brains out him He out of bounds, I had to foul him Ref throw in the towel (come here) The crowd goin' wild, big man on the block, Pau Gasol (come here) And round for round, pound for pound, you can't last, clown You must ain't heard about that last nigga we bugged out My brodie got a lick, he say he tryna bring 'bout forty back Forty packs and forty racks, .40 cal and a MAC Box him up, Apple Jacks, rat-a-tat-a-tat-a-tat In the Scat', caught him lackin', windows crackin', tires flat I said we ain't come here for nothin', nigga, we want it all Jewelry on, you know that I'm stuntin', nigga, we love to ball Never duckin' opps, if I'm inside, I'm duckin' federals Stopped takin' Percocets 'cause I don't wanna slip on fentanyl See how we comin' We Taliban drugs, paraphernalia and the contraband They say they can smell us, still let me board, then I landed Better treat me like Osama in this bitch But we ain't stabbin', bullets gettin' to clappin' Nigga, we ain't stabbin', bullets get to clappin' We ain't totin' machetes We'll send you to Heaven, we be steppin' We steppin', steppin', steppin' right in front the reverend (brr) NLE the Top Shotta, bombs like Al-Qaeda

Ayy, man Everybody stand up if you ever had your Back up against the wall and had to fight Back This yo' anthem (Yeah) My view from the top of the moon (Space) I can see the whole world sittin' in my hand Amazin' view (Let's go) We finna break the rules (Let's go) And we gon' make 'em too (Make 'em too) I can't fall or slip, I gotta stand tall, that's What a leader do (A leader do) Follow me, I'm leadin' you (One, two, three, let's go) Ayy, we finna turn up Crank up the heat in here, they finna burn up Told 'em I'm comin', I'm here Tell 'em they time up I said it one, I'ma say it again, "This here be My year" (This here be my year) I ain't gon' show no fear I know that I'm built, too equipped for what God want me to do I'm number one, not the two It ain't no way I'ma lose (Way I'ma lose) I had to struggle, but it made me harder I made it far, but I wanna go farther This not for me, this for my son and my Daughter, my family tree in that order (In that order) I'm the chosen one, I'm wearin' that jacket (Wearin' that jacket) I was down, now I'm up Now I was the underdog, now look who be laughin' I'm better than who you gassin', and The champions (Champions) The champions (Champions) Ayy, we gon' ball never fall, the champions The champions (Champions) The champions (Champions) Ayy, we gon' ball, never fall I put my head up And told 'em, "Crown me" My ring finger got a rock on it, rock on it I put my head up And told 'em, "Crown me" My ring finger got a rock on it Rock on it, rock on it Threw dirt on my name, tried to bury me Threw salt on me like they was seasoning Now, this my season Weathered every storm that was in my way But promise you, it wasn't easy (Wasn't easy) Took some patience and grievin' I was believin when no one believe me I was believin' when no one believe me Now they got to see me from the nose bleed Or the front row I don't care what seat Dreams to reality I'm too real for reality TV Remember I was piss poor Now I'm writin' this song from a balcony Told 'em, "Watch out for me But they ain't see me comin' Now they road kill Know what long nights on that road feel like Keep pushin Even though we don't feel right Blood, sweat, and tears just to live life Talked to God even when I didn't see light Still talk to Him When it got bright Dark days But made for the spotlight We paid Now mama can sleep tight Champions (Champions) The champions Ayy, we gon' ball never fall The champions (Mm-hmm) The champions (Champions) The champions (Champions) Ayy, we gon' ball never fall I put my head up And told 'em, "Crown me" My ring finger got a rock on it, rock on it I put my head up And told 'em, "Crown me" My ring finger got a rock on it Rock on it, rock on it So we put our head up Ring finger got a rock on it Rock on it, rock on it So we put our head up (Ayy, yeah-ah) Ring finger got a rock on it Rock on it, rock on it So we put our head up We gon' ball, never fall Got a rock on it, rock on it The champions, the champions Ayy, we gon' ball never fall The champions The champions, the champions Ayy, we gon' ball never fall I put my head up And told 'em, "Crown me" My ring finger got a rock on it Rock on it I put my head up And told 'em, "Crown me" My ring finger got a rock on i Rock on it, Rock on it

Yeah, yeah, huh? Yeah Choppa on me, fuck a Smith & Wesson Keep my weapon (yeah), heavy weapon (yeah, yeah, yeah) Choppa on me, fuck a Smith & Wesson (huh?) Keep my weapon, heavy weapon Book a flight to Dubai on the weekend (huh?) Bitch I'm geekin', bitch I'm piped up Tote weapons (huh?), keep my weapon Pimp a broke bitch, made that bitch rich (rich) Mac-11 on me, yeah we tote them poles (huh?) Dirty Sprite, yeah I dropped a fuckin' bean (bean) Walked inside the crib, two bad bitches on my bed (huh?) Chain swangin' off my neck, bitch is breakin' neck (ugh) I just threw a Xan, asked your bitch she dropped the split Hop up in that foreign, hop up in that Lexus (skrt, skrt) Hop up in the foreign, hop up in Mercedes (skrt, skrt) Ten grand for a show, runnin' up that stack (racks) Yeah your bitch, yeah she want me for some cash (cash) She don't wanna leave me 'lone Choppa on me, fuck a Smith & Wesson Keep my weapon (yeah), heavy weapon (yeah, yeah, yeah) Choppa on me, fuck a Smith & Wesson (huh?) Keep my weapon, heavy weapon Book a flight to Dubai on the weekend (huh?) Bitch I'm geekin, bitch I'm piped up Tote weapons (huh?), keep my weapon Fiji water, diamonds all up in my chains Fiji water, diamonds all up in my rings (rings) Diamonds shine like blang, we just hit a stain (huh?) Riding in the Range, Range Rover, now she quick to bendin' over Hoe don't walk up in my face if I can't talk to you Hoe don't walk up in my face if I can't take you home Hoe don't walk up in my face if I can't bend you over Now we spending cash, on some fuckin' jeans Saint Laurent jeans Choppa on me, fuck a Smith & Wesson Keep my weapon (yeah), heavy weapon (yeah, yeah, yeah) Choppa on me, fuck a Smith & Wesson (huh?) Keep my weapon, heavy weapon Book a flight to Dubai on the weekend (huh?) Bitch I'm geekin', bitch I'm piped up Tote weapons (huh?), keep my weapon

Ayy, we killing shit just like The Matrix Gun, it got no safety, I know these niggas hatin' Ain't no monkeys in the middle, I'm a gorilla, I'm ape-ing I got more fucking guns than Fortnite and Apex, yeah (Wheezy outta here) Let me welcome you into a motherfuckin' killing show (A murder show, bitch) Put it to his throat and then I let the motherfucker blow Stop talking 'bout that killing, nigga, you don't even know (You don't know) Keep a lot of Glocks and them ARs and them Dracos (Yeah) Hop in this bitch and I'm shooting your dome Shot through his skin and it snappin' his bones My chopper R Kelly, it sing you a song I had to kill him, he wouldn't leave me alone Stop all the talking, the faking, the flodging Bitch, I came up off murder and robbing Get out the way, if you don't, I'ma pop it Bitch, you my son, I had to adopt him Ayy, what you? (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Ayy, we killing shit just like The Matrix Gun, it got no safety, I know these niggas hatin' Ain't no monkeys in the middle, I'm a gorilla, I'm ape-ing I got more fucking guns than Fortnite and Apex, yeah (Wheezy outta here) Ayy, who the fuck on the beat? Bitch, you know that it's Wheezy (Wheezy outta here) This shit really hard, I make it look easy Where the fuck is the drugs? You know that I need it Your bitch in the bed, she tweakin' and pleadin' Ayy, I was scared at first, I didn't wanna fail I was servin' these bricks, I don't need a scale I was struggling, I needed some help I looked for my niggas but they wasn't there But, fuck it, I'm thuggin' every time in public I'm pulling his strings like he was a puppet Try to take my chain, you ain't gon' touch it As soon as you reach, I'ma up it and bust it I was having shootouts with the opps, I'm lucky Up from my hip and you know that I'm busting For my gang, I was beefing with cousin They had to shoot him, but a nigga like fuck it Brrt, uh, brrt, uh Ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah (Wheezy outta here) Ayy, we killing shit just like The Matrix Gun, it got no safety, I know these niggas hatin' Ain't no monkeys in the middle, I'm a gorilla, I'm ape-ing I got more fucking guns than Fortnite and Apex, yeah Bitch Know what the fuck goin' on Wah gwan? Wah gwan? Wah gwan? Wah gwan? Wah gwan? Wah gwan? NLE the top shotta Got bombs like Al-Qaeda, yeah

Used to ride on the bus, now I want me a Hellcat We whippin' up dope and you know we gon' sell that I put down the Glock and I want me a Kel-Tec Put the weed in a bag, you know we gon' seal that I gamble on life, I call it, Casino I'm killin' these niggas that callin' me, Chemo I'm deep in the water, they callin' me, Nemo And I'm throwin' up C's, I do it for Gino Put me in a cell, you know I'm a problem Put me in the dirt, you know I'ma blossom My niggas, they killin', you know I can't stop 'em The plug was frontin' so you know I robbed him I keep me a chopper, but you know I Glock'd him I'm lookin' for opps like I was a shopper Put him in the shit bed like he was a toddler Put tape on his mouth so he won't holler I'm cruisin' down the block with some shottas, they be ready to step Oppositions callin' the police, but it's never gon' help Catch a body, don't you tell nobody, keep that shit to yourself I promote the violence, I be slidin' 'til it ain't no one left Feds want me on lock today so I ran up on the cops today I pulled up then parked the Wraith, you shoulda saw my ex face Bitch niggas, they tired of me, I know my mama proud of me And if a fuck nigga get wrong then it's gon' be a robbery I keep a chopstick but I'm not Chinese Shot a nigga in his knuckles, he thought I was fighting And put a bullet in his mouth, have him bullet biting And I'm a fool with this tool, so you know I'm frightening They say Lil' Choppa on the loose so a nigga better catch me Bitch, I spotted me an opp, so you know I'm body-catching He thought a nigga wasn't gonna shoot, that's what you expecting Beam on his head through the scope, it was deadly I'm cruisin' down the block with some shottas, they be ready to step Oppositions callin' the police, but it's never gon' help Catch a body, don't you tell nobody, keep that shit to yourself I promote the violence, I be slidin' 'til it ain't no one left Feds want me on lock today so I ran up on the cops today I pulled up then parked the Wraith, you shoulda saw my ex face Bitch niggas, they tired of me, I know my mama proud of me And if a fuck nigga get wrong then it's gon' be a robbery It's gon' be a robbery, yeah I know my mama proud of me, yeah, yeah I keep a chop, chopper on me, this chopper on me I'ma kill 'em

Ooh Slimalmi5hty made that beat Huh I got choppa with me I put a bag on a nigga's head Young niggas out here ain't fuckin' with me Jay Juice, niggas know I'm litty (Yeah, yeah) Niggas always talking down, you broke nigga (You broke) Tell your ho, "Shh, calm down, Baby gimme some throat," nigga (Gimme that throat) Where I'm from, it ain't no joke, nigga Your bitch finna let me poke, nigga Big chops in the back of the sprinter lil' boy I bet you fold, nigga Ha, I bet you fold always sayin that for sure Chain VVS gold Nigga's really know I get a bag for the low Young and rockin hella shows Ja-Jay Juice get in this pros for sure If you on some word, boy let me know Stackin' the money I'm watching it grow Always sayin swear to God we a blow I got straps, gats, stacks, guns all of them clap Instagram niggas wack I knock a nigga flat (Down) These hoes so gullible Juice gon' squeeze like Capri out the Lunchable Baby girl suckin' dick so wonderful I give her this dick, don't try to get comfortable (Yeah) I got big straps you already know I-I get your whip towed for sure Niggas be fakin', you ain't my bro Fo-Four bitches lined up in a row Jay Juice really fly as a crow I get hoes, whip I get it towed Young niggas out here breaking the code To my threeses' this is the life I chose From the North, but I keep a pole Ayy, yeah I keep a pole I keep a stick Porn star bullets, I'm shootin' the flick As soon as I'm shootin' you know that I hit And just like a pamper I'm with the shits (Yeah, yeah) As soon as I aim I aim at your brain Just like some drawers I'm leaving a stain Bitch I'm a menace, they calling me kane? When hit with the bullets they calling it rain A choppa with drakes and carbons Just like the military As soon as I see him I spark him Yeah I put him on obituary Glock on my hip I up and then shoot I'm comin like Stephen Curry I pop a perc and then it leave a young nigga vision blurry Huh I got choppa with me I put a bag on a nigga's head Young niggas out here ain't fuckin' with me Jay Juice, niggas know I'm litty (Yeah, yeah) Niggas always talking down, you broke nigga (You broke) Tell your ho, "Shh, calm down, Baby gimme some throat," nigga (Gimme that throat) Where I'm from, it ain't no joke, nigga Your bitch finna let me poke, nigga Big chops in the back of the sprinter lil' boy I bet you fold, nigga

(CashMoneyAP) NLE Choppa NLE, Top Shotta shit (Pyroman) Don dada, yeah, don dada Ayy, yeah, yeah Her pussy is wet like the water (the water) She call me a jet ski (a jet ski) She say that I'm fine, she say that I'm sexy She wanna sex me (she wanna fuck) Back then I was broke, they called me a joke And they wouldn't text me (they wouldn't text me, nah) Now she digestin' my kids like it was ecstasy Bitch, I got it out the mud like I'm Lil Baby (out the mud) And I got a lot of bodies like I was a rapist If 12 pull me over, I'ma try to race 'em If he got a lot of bricks, I'ma try to snake him Kill a nigga, put his body in the trunk (trunk) Meditated with my gun like a monk (like a monk) Murder on my mind, screamin', "Redrum" (grrrt) Open up your mouth when I'm finna cum Bitch, I'm ballin' every season, call me Roddy Ricch (Ricch) Made an oath to my gang that I won't ever switch I cut down my grass 'cause I can hear the hiss My Glock on my hip and it's pokin' out my 'fit I just copped another Sprinter, it is not a rental (not a rental) Bitch, I'm eatin' Percocets like a chicken tender Gave a bitch the wood, then she caught a splinter Rockin' Moncler in the fall and the winter Bitch, get up off me, I already nutted You see the doorknob, bitch, you better touch it (bitch) They say that I'm crazy, my gun, I'm clutchin' The way I grew up, man, a nigga was rugged You open your legs, but I want you to suck it Call a nigga MC 'cause you better not touch me Lay a finger on this chain I'm uppin' my thang and knockin' your muffin (grrrt) Diamond on my neck, AP on my wrist Red dot on my stick, when I up, don't miss Old dumbass ho' tried to give me a kiss Smack a bitch in the face, tell her suck this dick So many Percs, bitch, I'm too damn high I was so damn high that I thought that I died My bitch, she a rider like Bonnie and Clyde One day, swear to God, I'ma make her a bride Clutchin' my metal, I'm clutchin' my stick (grrrt) If you run up on me, you get hit with this bitch Got an AR-15 and it might overheat So a nigga just bought another coolant kit I'm a big dawg up in the game You a poodle, I'm a Great Dane mixed with a pit And I'm on some Osama Bin Laden shit 'Cause a nigga finna tick Glock on my hip so I limp when I walk She got my dick on her breath every time she talk You would think I got AIDS 'cause a nigga too raw God made me perfect, I ain't got no flaws Your sack get took, bitch, I got your bricks Got a long ass stick like I'm blind in this bitch If you playin' hide and seek, we gon' find that bitch Fuck a .30 cal', I got a nine in this bitch Call a nigga Big Snoop 'cause a young nigga Crippin' And if I catch him slippin', then he come up missin' I'ma shoot up his house, he gon' die while he shittin' Shoot that boy in the head, he ain't doin' no healin', yeah NLE, bitch Top Shotta, nigga Know what the fuck goin' on CashMoneyAP, what up with it, nigga? Bitch ass nigga, ho' ass nigga Love you, nigga Grape (NLE Choppa, nigga, Chop-Choppa, don dada)

Yo Chubby! You know how we go to work already eno Top choppa Top choppa Watch yah P-Pocket never weak like seven day Mek money fast mi no hesitate Me a run e street Yeh mi set e pace Million a day anuh petty change Dawg mi nuh play no resume Anyway Mek me tell yuh straight Ever fresh Pocket fulla dead face like meadowrest Have yuh gyal a blow like bomb so mi been a threat Look inna her mi she been a text Cause mi fulla heat like pot when e dinner mek Mi dawg dem well sick wanna see d vet Coulda never bad like hunters yuh diss yuh dead Pow! Me set e trend dem a live inna mi shadow like silhouette Top Choppa Top Choppa,Top Choppa A so mi dweet man a don dadda Tek yuh gyal and Mek a milly right after that Pan mi wrist watch dawg catch e damn carro Top Choppa Top Choppa, Top Choppa Inna d street and me ever clean Me have couple Asian couple Lebanese Gyal a gwaan bad inna d place when dem see d G Mi outside Pull up in di place inna a chrome ride Head well chip like seh a floor tile If yuh diss yuh gon die broski so doe try Cz me got e glock pan mi hip Pan e coastline got e stocks pan e ship Dawg dem rich like Bogdanovich Out inna d streets mi a sport inna d whip Man a choppa longtime dem just a practice Dem a kids Dem saaf yuh nuh see dem lack skill Gyal inna mi room swallow kids like pill Foreign gyal a pan e mic she a sing She only talk cash dollar sign language Seet yah! Gucci mi feet Louis pan da tees yah Ice pan neck ye mi cold freezer Turn a good gyal inna a bad diva Cz man a Top Choppa Top Choppa,Top Choppa A so mi dweet man a don dadda Tek yuh gyal and Mek a milly right after that Pan mi wrist watch dawg catch e damn carrot Top Choppa Top Choppa, Top Choppa Inna d street and me ever clean Me have couple Asian couple Lebanese Gyal a gwaan bad inna d place when dem see d G Master d trade like forex El chappo lifestyle dawg mi no know stress Pan e big yacht me a cruise like tourist Never fall back brogad catch e progress Know this uno fi notice seh mi a gad inna d music Look at mi jewelry How it a shine like mooney Big Benz truck like me inna d movies And we ever strap like we Deh pan duty Style too sick well bad unruly Dem a cartoon wah do Daffy and goofy Yuh gyal a groupie All who a look beef better gwaan uppa juicy Choppa have yuh gyal intrigued Big food man a chop anuh kids meal Pan e banga phone anuh shake to receive Pan e cash app mi no claim no receipt Man a Top Choppa Top Choppa,Top Choppa A so mi dweet man a don dadda Tek yuh gyal and Mek a milly right after that Pan mi wrist watch dawg catch e damn carrot Top Choppa Top Choppa, Top Choppa Inna d street and me ever clean Me have couple Asian couple Lebanese Gyal a gwaan bad inna d place when dem see d G Mi outside Pull up in di place inna a chrome ride Head well chip like seh a floor tile If yuh diss yuh gon die broski so doe try Cz me got e glock pan mi hip Yk how e badness go inna chubby We outside all the while

(FreshDuzIt) You hear me? DJ Booker Yeah man, DJ Booker, real talk Ayy, yeah, yeah I walk in the trap, bitch get on the floor Bitch you know why I came, just give me the dope He thought it was a joke, now he on the floor Tied up with this Glock and you know I'ma blow Ay, kidnap him then he give a headed Bullets come down from the top like confetti I'ma take his gun if he try to sell it Should've rent a UPS 'cause the pack get heavy Get hit with this fire, bitch I bet you gon' holler Don't fuck with the snakes, but it's some on my collar And if he want a problem, bullets hit his partner Catchin' plays in the field, Polamalu Nigga he ain't dumb, he ain't take nothin' from me Wish a fuck nigga would take my money Exotic my runts, this shit is not crummy He tried to ride my wave, you know that I sonned him They like "what is you smokin'?" Lil' bitch it's the rapper weed I keep watching my back 'cause I know niggas after me If I dump the whole clip I know Dreek gon' shoot after me Bitch it's murder for hire, you can't join the faculty Bitch, I'm clutchin' my Glock while I eat at the Applebee's Bitch I'm high as the sky, I'm up here with the factories Bitch I do my own dirt, you ain't gotta look after me Bitch I'm handin' out shots like I'm making a daiquiri "NLE ain't got no money" Ha, ha, ha, lil' bitch you funny "NLE ain't out here gunning" I'll get a nigga wrapped up like a mummy I did it again, repeated offender If he acting fruity, put him in a blender If a nigga want smoke, we gon' make him surrender He was breaking the rules, my niggas suspend him Get him out of here Get him out of here He breaking the rules, my niggas suspend him They don't get no pity, they get hit with the 7.62's We keep straps like suspenders, no cap Came in this bitch with the Glock Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Bring it back in, I'ma come a lil' different this time Always gotta keep me two nines Glock 19 put a hit through your spine Get a nigga whacked, then put him in a rhyme Jiffy cornbread, think she want some jiffy cornbread dick I put it in and makes her saying that he plotting on a jit It's bodies with this shit Get wet like toilet, potties in this bitch Bin Laden with this stick My niggas sendin' shots up in this bitch Yo' niggas gettin' hit You know I love my Glock, my favorite stick We always in some shit, no cap I just hotboxed the drop-top Threw away a hot Glock Put the dope up in my sock, the police tried to search my crotch Bitch I thank my sister every day because she gave the drops Put that boy up in that grease and fry 'em like a tater tot Cause I'm really that nigga, they know I'ma stepper And I keep me a gun, they say I'm a rebel Bitch, my bullets got bass we ain't worried 'bout no treble Boy who is you talkin, to? You better settle Bitch I'm a volcano, 'cause I'm finna melt him Put him on a leash 'cause my bullets gon' pet him And my shooter brainwashed, he kill if I tell him Kill if I tell him Hunnid round drum for a fuck nigga, lay down NLE the Top Shotta Got a whole motherfuckin' K round and the Drac' sound Love the way the Drac' sound Make a nigga lay down Fuck is you talkin' 'bout I really just ran that

Pipe that shit up, TnT (Tahj Money) Brr, we on (for real, for real) NLE Choppa (we on) They know we on Woah, woah (brr) Straight up Thug nigga That's the moon, moonlight Woah-oh, woah-oh, woah, oh woah (moonlight) Yeah-yeah, the Top Shotta, I got the bombs like Al-Qaeda Ayy Thug nigga We trappin' in the moonlight (in the moonlight) We get the bag on the same day, the same night Don't talk on tap phones, you know the feds run devices My mom my backbone, she stood by me wrong or right Let me rewind this shit, gotta rewind that lick I lost 'bout ten on that shit, I gotta go and get it back Got 'bout 40 on my wrist, I got 'bout two hoes on my dick I know she seen me when I glisten, now she wanna take a pic' It seems right, gun lights, the sunlight (brr, brr) One pipe, one life and a few stripes (a few stripes) I changed my ways, my future brighter It was scary, Michael Myers (it was scary, Michael Myers) Feel entitled 'cause I want the title Take it from my rival (take it from my rival) Who feelin' my sorrow? Pain in a bottle with desire Look up to Rallo, I wanna own the hood I put on Put on like cologne I wanna show you you don't need a loan (don't need a loan) Throw my hood on, it's VLone, Amiri denims, dawg And we done see a lot A lotta killings on that block and they left us in shock Fuck medication I've been meditatin' Facin' my problems (I been facin' my problems) Police investigating, got another charge, ain't do nothin', hmm I ain't never gon' lay down I stand tall, two feet, ten toes (ten toes) I don't care what I go through I'ma stay down, I never fold (I never fold) They say I'm slept on, but I bet I wake up a dreamer though She said she a squirter when I hit her she was creamin' though (damn) Thug nigga We trappin' in the moonlight We get the bag on the same day, the same night Don't talk on tap phones, you know the feds run devices My mom my backbone, she stood by me wrong or right Let me rewind this shit, gotta rewind that lick I lost 'bout ten on that shit, I gotta go and get it back Got 'bout 40 on my wrist, I got 'bout two hoes on my dick I know she seen me when I glisten, now she wanna take a pic' Makin' a livin' while makin' a killin' It don't make no sense but shit that's how I get it I'm the example of hard work, commitment The head of my clique, to move they need permission The plug for a lotta things, I'm the extension Chords get struck, I got strikes for my chain gang, but muhfuckin' a prison Niggas is stuck 'cause they ain't got intentions, boy, when you gon' get it? To get it you gotta give a fuck the jealousy All that resentment, the shit that you put out Is only gon' come right back 'til you strengthen To put this shit clearer, the world just a mirror I'm up as I ever been, on an ascension, yeah And I can't move iffy, the cameras go flicky I roll with the blicky and I can't be trippin' If I'm still alive that shit ain't no biggie I am B-I-G, though, the king of my city And my bitch so down, that she give me a kidney Probably'll die for me, rather her live for me Product of pain and look what it did to me I ain't no killer but, nigga, I'll kill you If it ever had to come down to them or me Move in divinity, I give a fuck if you get it 'Cause bitch it ain't no gettin' rid of me Thug nigga We trappin' in the moonlight We get the bag on the same day, the same night Don't talk on tap phones, you know the feds run devices My mom my backbone, she stood by me wrong or right Let me rewind this shit, gotta rewind that lick I lost 'bout ten on that shit, I gotta go and get it back Got 'bout 40 on my wrist, I got 'bout two hoes on my dick I know she seen me when I glisten, now she wanna take a pic' It seems like two wrongs don't make a right (don't make a right) But you gon' tell a lie so you won't hurt my feelings, right? I'm gangsta, the truth don't hurt me, it heals me (it heals me) But thank you, I'ma make sure y'all feel me

(Drum Dummie) (CashmoneyAP) Hmmm Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm Huh, hmm, da-da-da-da Gotta drop up on the 'opps, man, I know where they be at (la-la-la) Bitch, I rob the plug, he was sellin' where he sleep at (la-la-la) Fell in love with these drugs, Percocets, I be fiendin' (la-la-la) And bitch I'm prayin' to the Lord, but I'm livin' like a demon I keep the glizzy on a nigga, man, I use it for protection I snuck a Glock up in the club, don't you come up in my section I got promoters really scared, every show we be reckless Caution tape up on the, on the murder scene, this shit can get deadly I told my momma not to worry 'cause I'm livin' like a thug And my mama keep on tellin' me to slow down on the drugs So much pain in my body, can't make this shit up I threw the dirt up on my own, with just me and my gloves It just like a throwback, a nigga push yo' shit back I don't fuck with the police, bitch, I'm screamin', "Fuck the dispatch" Put this hollow in your throat like a motherfuckin' Tic-Tac (huh) This chopper break a nigga down like a fuckin' Kit-Kat (ha, ha) High speed, the blue lights, we run from the coppers I hit him with two, sent him straight to the doctor (the doctor) I'm sonnin' these niggas, they callin' me "papa" King of the jungle, they call me "Mufasa" They say, "Young Choppa, you ain't steppin'", man a nigga must be crazy I wipe a nigga nose like a snotty-faced baby Bitch, I still got it on me while a nigga on probation And I'm screamin' "Fuck the judge!", and you know I'm beatin' cases (huh, fuck the judge) Slippin', I'ma stick him up, bitch, give me everything Bitch, I'm screamin' "Fuck love", I never buy a wedding ring Same nigga from the East, nigga, I never change Surgeon with this chopper, man, I'm tryna take a nigga brain Last nigga play with me, I sent him to the Heaven gates I ain't never fuck with Josh, but I love totin' Drac's Bitch, I'm boutta get 'em wacked, then I move to another state I got a bucket list for the 'opps, who I'm gonna kill today? Everybody rise, kill my enemy then watch his mama cry (everybody rise, cry) Everybody dies, I'm a demon in disguise, you can see it in my fuckin' eyes (everybody dies) Mama say, "Why did you grow up this way?" (grow up this way) I was sitting up in court, I couldn't look at her face (look at her face) I could never do it right, keep on makin' mistakes (mistakes) Then I rose to the life from a sunken place (sunken place, yeah yeah) Everybody rise, top shotta, don daughter (yeah) Everybody dies, NLE the top shotta (got the Rolls) Mama say, "Why did you grow up this way?" I could never do it right, keep on makin' mistakes Mama say, "Why did you grow up this way?"

Ayy, ayy, ayy Youngest to do it ahead of my time my soul been here for a minute Pray to the lord we killed em' on a drill And after that, I had repented Sinnin' and spinnin' I really wanna quit it but the job never finish Want them and they feelings, I couldn't find cuz so his brother had to get it Really want peace, niggas keep fuckin' with me, So I'm fuckin' them up in the streets Nas police, They can rap on a beat but They still be bringing people into beef Why you ain't tell me your OG had ratted on them nas When they was up in the streets Apple don't fall too far from the tree I'm lowkey think you was snitchin' on T3 Father forgive me I been feeling empty A whole lot of envy been trying to come near me Repentin' and killin', I made the decision to kill anything living They try to come fuck with my vision Been seeing the hate through my lenses I'm blind to the fact or opinions If it go anything that I represented Deep down I'm showing resentment Built tension from me, never venting I live by the fifth amendment Every sentence that I'm representing Don't get intentions that I was intending No point is intended But to the people I offended, Hoping you can apprehend me Understand what I'm going through 'Fore you judge me for the life that I'm livin' Don't tell me I'm trippin' More jewelry, more commas, More money that I give to my momma Most people ain't got a first lady, So I'm grateful for the woman And she keep it G if I wanna put you to sleep, She gon' tell me to slump 'em Also told me let God handle When the situation I'm uncomfortable Edaii snitched on three people, I'm just glad he ain't snitch on the drill I went on 'Cause I hit a few people, But a dead man can't speak when he gone Paper soldier fold quick Like the sheets that a nigga gotta sleep on Sleep and death like brothers, You won't ever catch me tryin' to sleep long Shout out to all my Grapes Who deep in this gang life to escape World must be upside down If you see me drop my flag Keepin' it up, First drill had a purple rag tied 'round my face I was fourteen sendin' Shots through what's his name house You can ask Lil Trey Missing pieces of the puzzle What's the name or what's the name like Ruzzle Pages torn out the story Right before the chapter that was tied to glory Tryin' to find what I lost like Dory, But the journey was a struggle Whole-time What I needed right in front of me in my inventory Woah, back on my old shit, I get you exposed quick Na, woah, know you whole bitch, My hoe got more nuts than you Real ain't gotta say they real, But I'm more realer than nas who fuck with I done did more for nas than they own fam, They still say fuck me If we slept on the floor, I expect more from you Rock the same clothes, I expect more from you Fuck the same hoes, I expect more from you Help you at your low's, I expect more from you too But being expectin' don't get you nothin' but screwed dude, It's coming from a loose screw If the grass greener on the other side, Tell me how green is it Is it greener than the chlorophyll pigment On the dollars that I'm getting You a fool if you think the other side Living life how I live it Tricked yo' self out yo' position Now you living with a regretted decision When you leave you can't come back, I'm on to better things my love Should've been cut you off I was somewhat hoping shit turn great That was the biggest mistake, You fooled me once u don't get two more takes If I fucked you with a glove on My life would be more okay Lost files, new motives, Brand new car V-12 motor My seats a massage sofa, Damn near fell asleep when I control it Rolls Royce umbrella God Make it rain when I told him Bro said I ain't got shooting stars 'Til I pointed and I showed him My car cost more than my house bitch I'm lit nigga on God Father forgive me I been feeling empty A whole lot of envy been trying to come near me Repentin' and killin', I made the decision to kill anything living They try to come fuck with my vision Been seeing the hate through my lenses I'm blind to the fact or opinions If it go anything that I represented Deep down I'm showing resentment Built tension from me, never venting I live by the fifth amendment Every sentence that I'm representing Don't get intentions that I was intending No point is intended But to the people I offended, Hoping you can apprehend me Understand what I'm going through 'Fore you judge me for the life that I'm livin' Don't tell me I'm trippin' NLE the Top Shotta, got the bombs like Al-Qaeda

Twin flame, on a new thing New thing, that's my boo thang Twin flame, you're my boo thang My new thing, big Range, new ring Woah, woah Woah, woah NLE the Top Shotta, I got the bombs like Al-Qaeda, ayy You gotta learn to love yourself before you love someone else Ayy, put your feelings on the shelf, so much pain you done dealt Ain't no peace livin' there Look in your eyes when I stare Know your soul feelin' dead, but baby I'm just tryna hеlp Right intentions in the beginning But shit just go lеft (Shit just go left) Steady sayin' that you would keep her So tell you me why you ain't kept? Told her walk out my life with a pep in her step Tellin' me that you real This your replica self Ayy, can you see now, oh? Baby you my twin flame, you not know ho Spiritual journey with potholes in the roa We both woke, give me your throat while I cum, oh-oh, oh-oh Ask if I'm fine, but they all know you're not I'm high off love, I might overdose solo She up and down like a Rollercoaster-coaster Twin flame, new thing, my boo thing She ain't worried 'bout a chain or a new ring She just worried 'bout the shit that Keep a nigga sane (Keep a nigga sane) Good pussy man But can you elevate my brain? When you leave out the house make sure your skin up God made this most valuable stuff, so it can be hard to touch Pearl at the bottom of the ocean You ain't no rock or dust You ain't gotta know no rocket science to know you ain't need anyone I'd be damned if I see my daughter make a OnlyFans You a queen You don't need no bands to make your ass dance Who agreeing? I ain't tryna fend no fan, but y'all are one man Not sayin' do romance, but black women y'all more than that We gotta find a way to empower back Where the glory at? Real women have they nigga back while he go Get the sack (Hey woah-woah, woah-woah-woah) Told my queen if she manifest she can be Where Oprah at But they want us glorifying sex, ayy, let that shit rest Y'all go through the most shit Y'all gotta be special Everything in the galaxy and our soul on a spiritual level Better relationship with God The devil want you scoopin' to his level Tell me do you hear me? Do you feel where I'm gettin' at? Suburban or hoodrat, within yourself, where good at? Exoteric, esoteric, outside, inside flex Love tests cause stress but it's about The progress Twin flame, new thing, my boo thing She ain't worried 'bout a chain or a new ring She just worried 'bout the shit that Keep a nigga sane (Keep a nigga sane) Good pussy, man But can you elevate my brain? Twin flame, new thing, my boo thing She ain't worried 'bout a chain or a new ring She just worried 'bout the shit that Keep a nigga sane Good pussy, man But can you elevate my brain? Let's take a ride Look at nature, can't stay inside Sunrise Moments like this can't leave my mind Cherish time For the nights that light don't shine So genuine Made her put her pride to the side Relationship goals ain't real Real life, me and you we're real Fuck the media, I ain't worried 'bout them people What's more important, me or the shit you post?

(SethInTheKitchen) Ayy, if it's a girl, get ready for the tea parties A girl, get ready for the pink barbies A girl, make sure that her heart is guarded 'Cause a girl sometimes can become a target If it's a boy, make sure you and him play catch If it's a boy, make sure y'all have a talk about sex If it's a boy, make sure you treat a woman with respect Forgive, forget, never regret and protect What it's gone bе, a king or a queen? What it's gone be, blue or pink? Whatеver you get just know that its a blessing God don't give us what we want, he gives needs Love her or love him Every decision is made for them God should be the only one you put above them When you hold them in your hand, I swear you can't un-love them (Love her or love him) (Every decision is made for them) (God should be the only one you put above them) (When you hold them in your hand, I swear you can't un-love them)

Ayy And we came from nothing No-no, no-no-no Ayy, grrr Yeah-yeah, yeah, oh (DJ on the beat so it's a banger) Told my momma we straight, put the food on her plate (We straight) So you know that a young nigga pavin' the way (I'm pavin' the way) He ain't talkin' 'bout money, he talkin' bout nothin' You know that a nigga on the paper chase (Fuck 'em) I was stickin' up niggas I needed that cash My mama had told me to change my ways (Grrrr) That shit was so crazy, my mind was racin' (Ayy, ayy) I hit my knees every night and prayed for better days Goin' bad broke man, a nigga like "Uh-uh" (Uh-uh) Glock on my lap but the choppa in the trunk (The trunk) Drippin' nowdays, I was ridin' on a bunk (A bunk) Interrogation room, I was actin' like a dumb-dumb (A dumb-dumb) I don't know shit, I can't tell you nothin' (I don't know shit) Bitch, I came up off robbin' and hustlin' I got them bodies but I can't discuss it (I can't discuss it) And if I see a opp, I'ma kill him in public (I'ma kill 'em) We are the body catchers (The body catchers, the body catchers) Yeah I'ma leave a fuck nigga layin' on a Stretcher (On a stretcher, on a stretcher) Yeah, yeah First row, I was just in the nosebleed Niggas said that they know me (The fuck) If a nigga say that I'm a whole bitch He gon' have to come show me (Confession) Got twin Glocks like Zack and Cody (Grrr, grrr, grrr, grrr) Make 'em lean like Codeine (Grrr, grrr) I was thirteen Sellin' all the dope fiends, had to get it by any means (Trap, trap) I'ma speak my mind but I think about murder Flip a opposition like a nigga was a burger (Yeah, yeah) How the fuck you a street nigga? Rats in your circle (Yeah, yeah) If a nigga tell what I did, I'ma have to murk 'em I'ma decorate a nigga casket How you a shooter, you ain't got no badges? (No badges) Momma cryin' on the scene, tragic My bullets are present They'll leave you in the past Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Told my momma we straight, put the food on her plate (Ayy) So you know that a young nigga pavin' the way (Yeah, ayy) He ain't talkin' 'bout money, he talkin' bout nothin' You know that a nigga on the paper chase (Paper chase) I was stickin' up niggas I needed that cash My mama had told me to change my ways (To change my ways) That shit was so crazy, my mind was racin' (To change my ways) I hit my knees every night and prayed for better days (Better days) Goin' bad broke man, a nigga like "Uh-uh" (Uh-uh) Glock on my lap but the choppa in the trunk (The trunk) Drippin' nowdays, I was ridin' on a bunk (A bunk) Interrogation room, I was actin' like a dumb-dumb (A dumb-dumb) I don't know shit, I can't tell you nothin' (I don't know shit) Bitch, I came up off the robbin' and hustlin' I got them bodies but I can't discuss it (I can't discuss it) And if I see a opp, I'ma kill him in public (I'ma kill 'em) We are the body catchers (Grrr, the body catchers) Yeah (Yeah) I'ma leave (I'ma leave) A fuck nigga layin' on a stretcher (Grrr, on a stretcher, on a stretcher) The body catchers, the body catchers On a stretcher, on a stretcher, yeah

(CashMoneyAP) Hell nah "Hey Bryson, you're next on my tape, I'm Hannah Baker" This ain't no 13 reasons why ho I'ma dog and every dog here today Ayy, man Ok I'ma dog (Grr), I'ma dog (Grr), I'ma dog (Grr), I'ma dog (Grr) I'ma dog (Grr), I'ma dog (Grr), I'ma dog (Grr), I'ma dog (Grr) I'ma treat her like a dog (Huh), feed her to my dawgs (Huh) Hit you with this .40 (Huh) I can beat you like a dog (Ruff) Dog ass chopstick (Chopstick) Hoes say I ain't shit (I ain't shit) Bitch you know I'm toxic (You know I'm toxic) Shut up bitch just take dick (Take dick) I'm a ratchet ass nigga, Need a ratchet ass bitch (Need a ratchet ass bitch) I can't meet yo' mama or yo' daddy, fuck yo' family (Fuck yo' family) I'm a dog nigga, don't make me use my paws nigga (My paws nigga) I ball nigga, that's why she suck my balls nigga (My balls nigga) No missionary hit from the back that's law nigga Ayy, hold on wait this bitch, she keep on tryin' call a nigga Man, what? The fuck out my phone Hoes mad (Mad), hoes sad (Sad), hoes mad Hoes mad (Mad), hoes sad (Sad), hoes mad Hoes mad (Mad), hoes sad (Sad), hoes mad Hoes mad (Mad) Man I think it's 'causе I'm in my bag (Ayy) I'ma dog (Grr), I'ma dog (Grr), I'ma dog (Grr), I'ma dog (Grr) I'ma dog (Grr), I'ma dog (Grr), I'ma dog (Grr), I'ma dog (Grr) I'ma treat her like a dog (Huh), feed hеr to my dawgs (Huh) Hit you with this .40 (Huh) I can beat you like a dog (Ruff) One bitch wanna slit her wrist because I took her AP (I bought it) Gave it to her friend now her guts really hate me (Hate me) Tryna bash me on the net, But bitches still gon' date me (Still gon' date me) Bitches still gonna rate me (Rate me) Ain't that shit so crazy? (Crazy) Check the score, city boy's up a few points (Points) Can I get a 2-for-1 with your sister like coupons (Coupons) Shit, you could bring a family full of bitches, Groupon (Groupon) Gotta king-size bed, but fucked her on the futon (Futon) A bitch can't get a thing from me, but a nut and a prenup Still gon' be stuck in my ways with This ring on my finger (On my finger) Do not disturb, turn off ringer, with Sabrina (Sabrina) Wish I called Corinna, her pussy Aquafina (Aquafina) I might bark, or I bite, but with a hoe, I never fight Pimpin' is my life, so you better go get your pimpin' right I got hoes in skirts and tights, tryna fuck on me all night Flavor full of bitches, Mike and Ike's, I even got a dyke I'ma dog (Grr), I'ma dog (Grr), I'ma dog (Grr), I'ma dog (Grr) I'ma dog (Grr), I'ma dog (Grr), I'ma dog (Grr), I'ma dog (Grr) I'ma treat her like a dog (Huh), feed her to my dawgs (Huh) Hit you with this .40 (Huh) I can beat you like a dog (Grr) I'ma dog (Grr), I'ma dog (Grr), I'ma dog (Grr), I'ma dog (Grr) I'ma dog (Grr), I'ma dog (Grr), I'ma dog (Grr), I'ma dog (Grr) I'ma treat her like a dog (Huh), feed her to my dawgs (Huh) Hit you with this .40 (Huh) I can beat you like a dog (Ruff) Dog ass chopstick Hoes say I ain't shit You know I'm toxic Shut up bitch, just take dick NLE the Top Shotta, bombs like Al-Qaeda

Ayy (shout out my boy, Diito), nigga, come on, let's do it Yeah, ayy (Crud), ayy, ayy, ayy I'm in the UK, no blicky (Muad) But the knife on me if shit get sticky, yeah (brr) Still slide if it's risky Put the dick on the Glock, leave 'em pissy (brr) Cut to the face, Buck 50 One to the neck, give lil' bruv hickeys (brr) Run away, do 'em like Ricky Run shit down, better run away quickly (brr) Tap in when I'm in your city I'm the top boy, tell 'em get up with me, yeah (get up with me) Anywhere, any day, andale, I'ma have me about a few killers with mе (a few killers with me) Spinnin' on thе block get dizzy Spin on my block then you must be silly (must be stupid) Spin the block 'til we leave him drippy Even overseas, I'm Grape street crippin' (ooh-woo) We know your mans not hot How you gon' run from a dot-dot-dot (brr-brr-brr) Spin the block at three o'clock I'ma link him until he drop (until he drop) No opp can get no love, he's not my kind, he's not my bruv (not my bruv) High as a kite, never sober Back up, back up 'fore you get poked up (poked up) NLE Jamie Oliver, shit ain't sweet (ain't sweet) I ain't never do no trick or treats (treats) Leave a nigga body wrapped up in the sheets (brr, brr, brr) White drop yellow tape all them streets Sherlock Holmes gon' have to come see (come see) How you gon' solve this mystery? Your momma in misery My momma busy than me I fucked your bitch even though she clapped But her ass fat so I made it clap I don't know you homie, I ain't givin' no dap (givin' no dap) Only hand you get from me is slap (brr) If a nigga play with me, I'ma be like Shamima I ain't never gon' make it back (you won't make it back) Link him, snuff him, stab him and that's on that Boris Johnson, a noncay My bitch like Beyoncé (Beyoncé) Keep a K like Kanye Might sneak in the UK (UK) My house look lit like the Buckingham Palace I stand over him, give a fuck about it (give a fuck about it) What it is to me? Just another body What it is to you? Your folks dyin' I'm in the UK, no blicky But the knife on me if shit get sticky, yeah (brr) Still slide if it's risky Put the dick on the Glock, leave 'em pissy (brr) Cut to the face, Buck 50 One to the neck, give lil' bruv hickeys (brr) Run away, do 'em like Ricky Run shit down, better run away quickly (brr) Tap in when I'm in your city I'm the top boy, tell 'em get up with me, yeah (get up with me) Anywhere, any day, andale, I'ma have me about a few killers with me (a few killers with me) Spinnin' on the block gettin' dizzy Spin on my block then you must be silly (must be stupid) Spin the block 'til we leave 'em drippy Even overseas, I'm Grape street crippin' (ooh-woo) Mans not hot Even overseas, I'm Grape street crippin' (brr-brr-brr) Three o'clock Even overseas, I'm daily droppin' (daily droppin') No love Even overseas, I'm Grape street crippin' (he's not my bruv) Never sober Even overseas, I'm Grape street crippin' (get poked up) We know your mans not hot How you gon' run from a dot-dot-dot (trick or treats) Spin the block at three o'clock (the sheets) I'ma link him until he drop (all in the streets) No opp can get no love, he's not my kind, he's not my bruv (mystery) High as a kite, never sober Back up, back up 'fore you get poked up ('Fore you get poked up, 'fore you get poked up, 'fore you get poked up) 'Fore you get poked up ('Fore you get poked up, 'fore you get poked up, 'fore you get poked up) Back up, back up 'fore you get poked up (get poked up) ('Fore you get poked up, 'fore you get poked up, 'fore you get poked up) Get poked up (get poked up) (Get poked up, get poked up, get poked up) Back up, back up 'fore you get poked up (Get poked up, get poked up, get poked up)

Pipe that sh- up, TnT (woah) Dmac on the f- track (mmm) I read a comment the other day and folks say I be fake (ayy) Uh, that sh- be funny (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, oh, oh, oh, woah) I speak real facts, real life (brrt), no rap cap This sh- real, for real (ayy, brrt) Rasta, you know me Know this for my people Rasta, you know me Know this for my people Rasta, you know me Know this for my people Rasta, you know me Know this for my people (ayy) Yeah, you helped when I was down But I did more when I got up I'm grateful they penny pinchin' Draw that line and then they stuck Lotta n-, they ain't wit' me from the beginning, now it's f- 'em Broke as f-, I asked for licks and you ain't give it, how I'm your brother? I still slide with them choppers, I still move with them robbers I kill your demon, we the devils, we be squashin' them goblins He's in the distance talkin' murder but he cap on them bodies Y'all the ones that's gettin' hit, ayy, check the news if I'm lyin' (brrt) At the end of the day, all the n- gettin' popped (gettin' popped) Roll on the block and I'ma make it rock (I'ma make it rock) Rocks in my cup while I sip on Wock (sip on Wock) Pulled the panties up, I told her I just want the top (I just want the top) I ain't gotta say "R.I.P" to too many of my n- 'Cause me and my n- really do the killing You would rather hear me say "Free Hotty" then "Free Tae" (free my dawgs) And free my n- CeeLo 'cause they fightin' they sentences I done really seen tragic but I still made it happen Handguns, automatics and they gettin' to clappin' Yeah, we totin' these ratchets and they ain't doin' no jammin' Y'all shoulda seen that n- face When I upped on him (when I upped on him) My n- happy I did it but to be honest Shoulda bust homie (shoulda bust homie) But I'm a father now, I got a daughter now I gotta be smarter now and go a little harder now She done f- with my pride, a couple n- I let slide (I let slide) But don't forget them n- I put up like a jet ride A real gangster, helped a n- that needed most around I'ma put my n- on, not finna joke a clown I feel I do a lot But do I do too much? Mom say I do enough But enough is enough It's too much on my back but still, I carry everybody (I carry everybody) But when my knees buckle, I ain't get a text from nobody (nobody) God (text from nobody) Them folks, ayy, they took my Instagram and I ain't get a text from nobody I done really seen tragic but I still made it happen Handguns, automatics and they gettin' to clappin' Yeah, we totin' these ratchets and they ain't doin' no jammin' (brrt, brrt) I done really seen tragic but I still made it happen Handguns, automatics and they gettin' to clappin' Yeah, we totin' these ratchets and they ain't doin' no jammin' (brrt, brrt) A'ight, haha Great deal, haha

You know what the fuck goin' on NLE motherfuckin' Choppa The Top Shotta, you hear me? I stand on top of shit We doin' this shit, ayy (go get him, go) I whip the pack like Ike and Tina, I just copped me a Bimmer (a Bimmer) Used to ride in steamers (steamer), I'm hot as jalapeños Bitch, I'm sellin' out arenas (I'm sellin' 'em out) They say, "He entertain us" (entertain) And if you try to tame us, I bet we leave you stained up (ayy) Whole lotta sticks in the house, it's a gun show Bullets get him wet like a motherfuckin' poncho I'on think none of y'all niggas want gun smoke Don't second guess this shit, I'm gon' blow (pussy) Whole lotta shots when it come out the Drac' Chop a nigga up, then put him in the lake (brrt) Shiesty young nigga, they call me a snake Ayy, fuck all that, Trick, shoot 'em in the face Send a hit at five, he was dead by six (by six) Got shot seven times, but the eighth shot missed Nine shots in the clip, could've sworn it was ten Didn't fuck with 12, I was 11 again I need me a trophy, the best to sin You niggas ain't straight, y'all lesbians And fuck your dead homie, I'll say it again If he come back to life, he dead again Try to fight me, he gon' fight for his life (bitch) Swing with what? I'ma swing with the pipe (He's not cherishin' it), ayy, take his life Straitjacket music, I belong in asylum Felonies and felonies, this what they keep on sellin' me (yeah, yeah) This recipe is deadly, see, I be drippin' like relish be (ayy, ayy) Shoot him in the head, shoulda had on a hard hat (ayy) We finish the beef as soon as you start that (ayy) Bitch, I shoot first, why the fuck would I spark back? If you really a thug, let me see where your heart at (ayy) If I say catch a body, lil' nigga, you catchin' it? If I tell you run off, is you really finessin' it? (Ayy) If I give you a brick, are you gon' sell that shit? (Ayy) If you get in a jam, are you gon' start tellin' shit? Where is the smoke? 'Cause bitch, I'm inhalin' it Just like the army, we got some artillery Can they free my dawgs? I'm being sincerely 'Nother 'opp died, a nigga like, "Seriously?" (damn, another one?) Nigga, we shot him, and then we killed his brother, damn We might as well get the mother Nigga say he don't like doing drills, I love 'em If my brothers don't like him, I don't Somebody tell him he in trouble I paid too much for my motherfuckin' guns for me to scuffle Gangster young nigga, I feel like Gucci (Gucci) Fucked her so hard, left blood on her coochie Made her said, "Ooh" put my thumb in her booty I'll be damned, this dumb ass hoe just pooted Who ain't with the murder? Lil' nigga, I kill That night he died, that was my idea Told my niggas slide, make sure he don't live But that's a lil' secret, just keep it concealed My metal a MAC and I bet I attack It's a hundred, some shots in this gat, so get back He thought I was lyin', that shit was a fact Got shot in his spine, but you watchin' his back (Nigga say he don't like doing drills, I love 'em) Fuck you talkin' 'bout?, haha (Strait, straitjacket music, I belong in asylum) Fuck a nigga, what a nigga, fuck a nigga mean? (Nigga say he don't like doing drills, I love 'em) Know what I'm sayin'? Haha (Strait, strait, straitjacket music, I belong in asylum) NLE Top Shotta, bitch Fuck you talkin' 'bout?

Pipe that shit up, TnT (DMac on the fuckin' track) Oh-oh, NLE the Top Shotta I got the bombs like Al-Qaeda Woah, woah Ayy, ayy, ayy Sometimes I gamble with my heart, I'm takin' chances, where my love at? Don't know where to start, it got me askin', "Where the drugs at?" Suburban who? 'Cause I be posted with the Rugrats Came up off of robbin', but my OG really sold crack Billion views up, but I'll still go and kill somethin' Take one of my dawgs and I'ma make sure all y'all feel one Unexpected shootout, you ain't knowin' when that drill come Come and shoot up who house? We gon' post up 'til you niggas come And I ain't goin' in 'til the mornin' I see a cop, I'm on it We leave his mama mournin' He send a threat, ignore it The internet for corporate We leave his body cold spread and then his breath aborted Wanna go far, but I know bullshit be stoppin' you Tell 'em keep goin' hard 'cause I know that's just what I would do People who pushin' through they battles, I swear I'm proud of you People who say they gon' be there for you ain't on side of you Granny and mama happy her son havin' a baby Movin' like a don, so them niggas steady hate me Mama say I'm crazy 'cause I'm posted with the Drac', man Tuck it in my pants, I can't let a nigga take me Life gettin' better, but sometimes it's gettin' hard People want beneficials, but they ain't play a part Turn your back on me, we getting ready for war Backseat with this Drac', we lettin' fire off in this car Gambles and crosses and losses, we take those If you ain't man enough, then my killers known to make those Pesos, we get even, that's if you owe, bro Game up in a chokehold, they tellin' me to let go Lately, I been havin' stress all day Too many problems we face Gotta sit down and pray Uh-uh, I swear to that it's gon' be okay Sometimes I gamble with my heart I'm takin' chances, where my love at? Don't know where to start, it got me askin', "Where the drugs at?" Suburban who? 'Cause I be posted with the rugrats Came up off of robbin', but my OG really sold crack Billion views up, but I'll still go and kill somethin' Take one of my dawgs and I'ma make sure all y'all feel one Unexpected shootout, you ain't knowin' when that drill come Come and shoot up who house? We gon' post up 'til you niggas come Yeah NLE the Top Shotta, got the bombs like Al-Qaeda We'll post up 'til you niggas come

Pipe that shit on TNT Oh no, no And I need a top shot, yeah yeah Got the boys, like I could call up Full of pain and it's floatin', tell him fine I ain't even gonna carry it, got me mine I ain't even gonna carry it, got me mine I want the Percocets and- So much shit been on my mind that I don't know where to start My chest, it hurts from this pain, I think I need a new heart Can't forget you for what you did, 'cause you took it too far I had to cut that lil' bitch off, 'cause she weren't playin' her part I'm doin' right about you, but you still neglect me If I didn't had the money or the fame, would you still text me? I don't wanna tote no gun, I know them crackers gon' arrest me But if the opps see me out in person You know they gon' bless me They say I'm overrated, because I'm most hated They throwin' dirt up on my name, but I'm dedicated Got suicidal thoughts goin' through my brain daily And don't nobody understand the problems that I've had Gino died November 10th, just a month before Christmas My birthday on November 1st, so you know that shit hit me My brother came into the room and he said "Gino dead" Slim chance he gon' make it, he got shot in the head I look on Instagram, everybody sayin' "Pull it through" I said a prayer that you make it, but it didn't save you And I didn't wanna see you land in the ICU And I didn't go to the funeral, I can't see you in the tomb, no Pain, pain What did I do, ooh, to lose you Pain, pain What did I do, ooh, to lose you You did some shit I can't let go, I forever got my grudge You can't fault me for actin' different, you know that you was dead wrong My heart get weaker and weaker, I'm tryna keep my fuckin' head on I tried to drown, you either land on a bunk, or a headstone You sayin' I'm a bitch, and I ain't been through shit Well, have you been in the shootout and seen your homie get hit? Or have you ever been in love and been stressed by the bitch? And then she fuck another nigga, I'm killin' both of them bitches So many shit is blindin' me, I think I need me some seafood I mind my own business, I don't give a fuck what he do My own nigga stole from me, you gotta watch your people He say out there he real, but I know that shit is see-through And I can't lie, I'm dead inside Bullets flyin', homicide Traumatized, my dogs keep dyin' Free my dawg, he facin' time My heart hurt, I had to put it on my sleeve Prayin' to the Lord, only time I'm on my knees I'm like "Please" I'm like "Jesus please Keep me on the right road, the devil after me" Pain, pain What did I do, ooh, to lose you Pain, pain What did I do, ooh, to lose you

I'm coming to your city on god don't you think it's odd I don't think you should sign Get famous and lose your wherewithal on how to rhyme I sign dotted lines for her to lose her polka dotes In my skull singing dancing doing the polka say I'm not Legendary before I could see an intricate Melody I'm Jim Kelly on a flow but my name is RM tho Don't call me RM Kelly tho I'm done I'm so dumb I'm so numb in my cranium Miscellany huh? Miss a lane when I drive too Take a fucking nose dive on this whole rap game two I'll remain despised boo whoo I'll disrespect you have baby throw cat piss in your eyes Million dollars cat piss feels plush don't it Im inside a living rush you in video games moment Glitzy bitches look for my assistance I'm Geoffrey smoking Geoffrey Miss me bitches I got my feathers dusting She has her dress up I'm busting Excuse me I'm going in got my hardhat Extract gold from rap Get Orr or get the fuck out An untrue woman is like a gold ring on a pigs snout That's me reading directly from the word In my head I recite so no it isn't copyright infringement allright

They gon' feel my drip They gon' feel my drip Yeah, They gon' feel my drip Yeah, I'm stacking these chips, I'm getting this paper Smoking this cookie, it's all in the air Ya'll got an advantage, it really ain't fair I'm the president, you niggas the mayor I'm not a P, but I'm a player Two fingers and a thumb, up in the air Bitch I'm a shotta, my drip is so rare Put kids on her face like a fucking daycare Choppa the man, but Choppa so rude I'm rockin' Balmains, don't fuck with the trues Teachers wanna fuck me when I'm in school She suck on my dick, and I like when she drool I'm the hottest when I step on the scene Promethazine, I'm walkin' with a lean Run up on me you gon' see a red beam Addicted to money, I think I'm a fiend Fuck the other side, niggas don't like me Never been a shooter, nigga just fight me Iced out, got more ice than hockey Bitches say that a nigga too cocky Beat the pussy left right like I'm Rocky Pull out, baby girl come top me Ion want it if the shit ain't sloppy Deep throatin' just do it like Nike (Just do it, ho) They gon' feel my drip (They gon' feel it, yeah) They gon' feel my drip (They gon' feel it, yeah) Yeah, they gon' feel my drip (They gon' feel it, yeah) They gon' feel my drip (They gon' feel it, they gon' feel it) I'm ballin' hard, you would think I'm a [?] Took a loss, now a young nigga bossin' Breakin' these niggas down like a [?] Catch him in traffic, and then imma off him They copy my drip, and how I maneuver Bangin' a shotta, but hang with some [?] Beefin' with me, over computers See him in traffic, my nigga gon' do him Hot nigga, cuz I say with the heater Spent a couple bands, just for some sneakers Massed up, bitch I'm robbin' the preacher Sorry lord, but a young nigga need it Plug walking when I step in Giuseppe Money green, like a pile of lettuce Sticked up, lil' bitch come test me This shit not sweet, it's gon' get deadly I'm goin' [?] like [?], yo Two bitches, that's uno, dos He say I'm a ho, boy hell no I'm tough as nails like a rail-road Boss nigga, lost in the sauce nigga Rollie on me, how much it cost nigga Say you tough, but you really soft nigga Killing these niggas like the Holocaust nigga Bitch Bitch Bitch Bitch Bitch Bitch Bitch Bitch Bitch

Chop in front with a Glock like wassup Zoom. I'm in the back with a pump Boom. We don't give a shit. No fucks Fuck you. Ima roll a dutch with the tucks aye Chop in front with a Glock like wassup Zoom. I'm in the back with a pump Boom. We don't give a shit. No fucks Fuck you. Ima roll a dutch with the tucks aye Fuckin on yo bitch and ima fuck her when you go Woah. Shorty want dick. I want throat So baby throw it back real slow Toke. I don't wanna hear it if she don't Pumped up pump and I'm fucking up my enemies Front my blunt with a zippo and the Hennessey Shut the fuck up. Don't be something you pretend to be Jumping off the drugs. I got suicidal tendencies Chop in front with a Glock like wassup Zoom. I'm in the back with a pump Boom. We don't give a shit. No fucks Fuck you. Ima roll a dutch with the tucks aye Chop in front with a Glock like wassup Zoom. I'm in the back with a pump Boom. We don't give a shit. No fucks Fuck you. Ima roll a dutch with the tucks aye Ima puff on this blunt like I puff on the ops Zoom vroom right pass with that mop Boom bitch love the bang in my Glock In the room in a bitch mouth like floss Aye bitch gimme face no mask Thick racks like a mother fucking cast Nic nack yuh he get a bitch smacked Player shit. Boss up then I kickback Run. Here come chop with that drum and he dumb Blower finna pop like gum get dumped Ima blow gas, blow stank, blow skunk But them hoes look bad and I'm tryna get some Yeah I'm tryna get sucked. Yeah I'm tryna get some Bitch come here put this D in yo guts Bitch I'm big chop and I'm tryna get a nut 1-800 back breaker in the cut Chop in front with a Glock like wassup Zoom. I'm in the back with a pump Boom. We don't give a shit. No fucks Fuck you. Ima roll a dutch with the tucks aye Chop in front with a Glock like wassup Zoom. I'm in the back with a pump Boom. We don't give a shit. No fucks Fuck you. Ima roll a dutch with the tucks aye