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NLE Choppa
NLE Choppa
Vocals
DracoKid
DracoKid
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sacaii
sacaii
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aidan James Barrett
Aidan James Barrett
Songwriter
Bryson Potts
Bryson Potts
Songwriter
Raphael Udo III
Raphael Udo III
Songwriter
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DracoKid
DracoKid
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sacaii
sacaii
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TKO, gator boys clickin' Yeah, you know what the fuck goin' on Big Dracs Ayy Foot on they necks, I be stompin' on niggas Ain't wearin' no vest, I ain't duckin' no niggas Ain't runnin' from triggers I look down the barrel, tell 'em pull it since he think he really a killer He ain't like that 'til he pop him a jigga I see through these bitches like Snapchat filters (brrt, brrt) If I miss a target, must've been dreamin' I never miss a shot when I'm tryna sic 'em (brrt, brrt) Born with this aim since I came out my mother I'm CJ McCollum when it hit the buzzer You can ask my brother how niggas turn into a Gusher When I up the Drac', then I buss On my nigga, say, "Fuck 'em", so you know it's fuck 'em I fucked him over, then fucked on his lover (brrt, brrt) I didn't use a rubber, gotta feel when I cut her (brrt, brrt) Say she love when I slut her, but I'd never cuff her Nigga, nope Fly like Peter Pan Bitch, you know I been the man All black Batman with my niggas Robin Gun got a wingspan, lay him down like he on a bean bag Shoot the whole crew, where his team at? Took 'em out the loop when I shoot in a coupe with a deuce, deuce Lettin' loose at your door, mailman Finger fuck the K, I seduce, better duck like a goose When I'm out the roof shootin' like a mad man Say you caught a hat, where the body at? When you find that, motherfucker call me back Few attempts on my belt, I ain't proud of that It was somethin' tellin' me to double back And I been had a body, we been beatin' those Tell 'em free Tevo, this shit TKO and you know how that go Me and my brother, we murdership goals Foot on they necks, I be stompin' on niggas Ain't wearin' no vest, I ain't duckin' no niggas Ain't runnin' from triggers I look down the barrel, tell 'em pull it since he think he really a killer He ain't like that 'til he pop him a jigga I see through these bitches like Snapchat filters (brrt, brrt) If I miss a target, must've been dreamin' I never miss a shot when I'm tryna sic 'em (brrt, brrt) Born with this aim since I came out my mother I'm CJ McCollum when it hit the buzzer You can ask my brother how niggas turn into a Gusher When I up the Drac', then I buss On my nigga, say, "Fuck 'em", so you know it's fuck 'em I fucked him over, then fucked on his lover (brrt, brrt) I didn't use a rubber, gotta feel when I cut her (brrt, brrt) Say she love when I slut her, but I'd never cuff her Never cuff her, never wife her, the only thing she get is pipe Told her that we got a date today, but she gettin' dick tonight No, it ain't right She tellin' me she need me in her life, but I want her friend, shiesty Catchin' me without my pipe, unlikely Have you ever seen Mike without Ike? Turned it up a notch, now I been gettin' global Bitches on my crotch, overseas and local Take a seat and watch me, never lose yo' focus Told bro to spot me, too much weight, I'm loaded Which one you boys the boldest? Reach for this charm, you die while you posin' Reach for this chain, you die in that motion Leave him stuck, hypnosis Took the pride he was holdin' Yeah, yeah, livin' the life that these rappers be rappin' 'bout Let's take a lie detector, see who cappin' now Graduated from the streets with a cap and gown First degree on my body count Ayy, how many we popped? Get a headcount Made bro recount, get the right amount Last nigga he ratted, he dead now Foot on they necks, I be stompin' on niggas Ain't wearin' no vest, I ain't duckin' no niggas Ain't runnin' from triggers I look down the barrel, tell 'em pull it since he think he really a killer He ain't like that 'til he pop him a jigga I see through these bitches like Snapchat filters (brrt, brrt) If I miss a target, must've been dreamin' I never miss a shot when I'm tryna sic 'em (brrt, brrt) Born with this aim since I came out my mother I'm CJ McCollum when it hit the buzzer You can ask my brother how niggas turn into a Gusher When I up the Drac', then I buss On my nigga, say, "Fuck 'em", so you know it's fuck 'em I fucked him over, then fucked on his lover (brrt, brrt) I didn't use a rubber, gotta feel when I cut her (brrt, brrt) Say she love when I slut her, but I'd never cuff her I never cuff her NLE the Top Shotta, got the bombs like Al-Qaeda
Writer(s): Bryson Potts, Raphael Udo Iii, Aidan James Barrett Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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