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PERFORMING ARTISTS
NLE Choppa
NLE Choppa
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anton Kuehl-Joergensen
Anton Kuehl-Joergensen
Songwriter
Bryson Potts
Bryson Potts
Songwriter
Ben Stancombe
Ben Stancombe
Songwriter
Wesley Glass
Wesley Glass
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wheezy
Wheezy
Producer
Asoteric
Asoteric
Producer
Ben Stancombe
Ben Stancombe
Producer

Lyrics

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
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