[NLE Choppa] Ayy, put the beam on my Glock for my accuracy (Yeah) Bitch, you know that I´m tough like a refugee (CashMoneyAP, yeah)
Boy, you know you get dead if you step to me (Brrt) I was only fifteen with a felony (Yeah, yeah) Whole lotta opps so the party got wrecked (Ayy) Big ass Crip, but it´s blood on the set (Ayy) Call the Glock Nike, put a nigga in check (Ayy) How he gon´ breathe when I shot him in the neck? (Ayy) Yeah, the opps stay famous, I put ´em on TV It´s a house on my neck and it´s filled with VV´s (Bitch) I walked down on him and he didn´t even see me (Bitch) Hollow tips in this Glock, this shit is not BBs (Yeah) I´m the only rapper that´s down for a body (Down for a body) I don´t need the drugs, I don´t need no molly (I don´t need molly)
Bitch, I´m EBK, I´ll shoot everybody (Brrt, brrt) Always got the gun, it´s glued to my body Shoot him in the hip if he turn into a runner (Ayy) Gun in the purse like a nigga named Gunna (Ayy) Catch him on the E-way, I´ma flip the whole Honda (Ayy) African shooters, I call ´em Wakanda (Yeah, yeah) If he wanna do it, tell him I´m ready (I´m ready) Knock out his brains, it look like spaghetti (Look like spaghetti) Shoot at the opps like Corey Maggette (Yeah) Bitch, I´m Don Dada, my hair be dreaded (Hold up) Hold up, on a Perc´ in this motherfucker Niggas get dirt in the motherfucker Get put on a shirt in this motherfucker If a nigga want smoke, if these niggas want smoke I´ma get his ass hurt in this motherfucker
Big Drac´ when I slide in the motherfucker (When I slide in the motherfucker) Nigga play, he dyin´ in this motherfucker (He dyin´ in this motherfucker) If a nigga really want that shit, he can get that shit Got the Glock on the hip, I´ma shoot that bitch (Dumbass) AR-15 with the 5.56 If a nigga want smoke, he gon´ get dismissed (Bitch) I don´t even got a car, hundred K Audemar You can see it on my wrist when the bitch glis´ Aim got better, I´m not gon´ miss Why the fuck you got a gun and you know you a bitch? Ayy Bitch, it´s too deep, don´t get in this water (Bitch)
If we can´t find him, we shoot at his daughter (Brrt) I see that hate, but you know I go harder (Yeah) Bitch, you my son, you know I´m a father (What?) Lil´ demon, you can call me a gremlin (Huh?) I want the smoke like a motherfuckin´ chimney (Like a chimney) You get shot in your mouth if you grinnin´ (Bitch) Shotta Fam, extortion, we winnin´ Your homie a bitch, you can keep him (He a bitch) My shooter´ll die like Latifah (He dead) Take a look in my eyes, I´m the reaper (Bitch) Bitch, I really don´t fuck with them people (I don´t fuck with them people) And it can be on Judgement Day with God, I bust at them people (I´m sorry, Lord) Bitch, you know I´m gon´ shoot when I see you
If I was you, I wouldn´t want to be you (I wouldn´t wanna be you), yeah, yeah Leave him unrecognized when I do a homi´ (Ayy) Get in a jam and you turn into a gummy (Ayy) Slammin´ on the opps like a nigga Tim Duncan (Ayy, ayy) I´ma come with a gun, I call it conjunction (Ayy) Bitch shakin´ ass, what the fuck is you doin´? (What you doin´?) I ain´t chasin´ hoes, but you know I´m pursuin´ I´m fuckin´ two hoes, I do it congruent (Congruent) If you diss on my name, your life get ruined Shoot him in the back, take him out like Ricky (Huh?) Don´t come too close ´cause I´m clutching my blicky Got a Glock 26 and it came with a titty (Brrt, brrt)
No Biggie, with the chopper, get to boppin´ like Diddy (Brrt, brrt) Bitch, you not robbin´ shit and I put that on Buddha I used to be fine then I turned to the shooter Extended the mag, it look a ruler (Ayy, brrt, brrt) I didn´t wanna kill him, but I had to do him We on the opps´ ass, man, they want us to let up (They wanna let up) White tee turned red, they thought I hit him with some ketchup (Hit him with some ketchup) The body count keep risin´, I done turned into the devil (Turned into the devil) They know how we be slidin´, bitch, I had to cop a rental (I copped the rental)
[Chief Keef]
Choppa, what it is, shorty? How you bleedin´? (Sos´, baby)
[Chief Keef] You know I be smoking that Tooky-Took (Smoking that Tooky-Took) She told me I taste like some Juicy Fruit (Taste like some Juicy Fruit) She ate me like gum in that coupey-coupe (In that coupey-coupe) Shoot up his ride, call JiffyLube The Glock said, "Ask that boy is he cool?" (Is he cool?) Bustin´ down his block like an inner tube (Inner tube) Urus, I might just paint that bitch blue (Bitch blue, blue) He said that I know him, who is you? (Who is you?)
He said he a dog, he a Scooby-Doo I´ma sip lean ´til I´m forty-four (Yeah) I was sixteen ridin´ with a 44 I´ma up a handgun at the door I ain´t been to the ´Raq in a lil´ minute (Nah) But still ride with my shorties, though Black car, white seats, it´s an Oreo Blow him down with twin Glocks, call me Wario, ayy Fuck everybody I have the chance, I´ll buck everybody (Bang) Sayin´ fuck me, no, fuck everybody (Bang) Got the pole out, better duck, everybody Tell him cool down ´fore he buck his body Glock on my lap, call him Buffy the Body Throw him in the ocean, tell him locate his body His mom´s pulling up to come okay his body, ah
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