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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Playboi Carti
Playboi Carti
Vocals
Young Thug
Young Thug
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jordan Carter
Jordan Carter
Songwriter
Jeffery Williams
Jeffery Williams
Songwriter
Timothy Jordan Jenks
Timothy Jordan Jenks
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pi’erre Bourne
Pi’erre Bourne
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah! We ain't wasting no time (Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?) Splat, splat, splat, woo! Choppa won't miss a nigga Choppa won't miss a nigga (Choppa won't miss a nigga) Choppa won't miss a nigga (Choppa won't miss a nigga) 100 round drum killin' everybody 100 round drum killin' everybody Choppa won't miss a nigga She hop on the dick and she split Hop on my dick like a bitch Suck on my dick like a tick You a copier Yeah you like to copy shit You ain't even on the style till young Carti popped the shit I got hella hoes (woah) On some papi shit (woah, woah) Need to pop a bitch Need a solid bitch Harder than a brick Choppers on the counter Pints all in the fridge Choppa won't miss a nigga Choppa won't miss a nigga (Choppa won't miss a nigga) Choppa won't miss a nigga (Choppa won't miss a nigga) 100 round drum killin' everybody 100 round drum killin' everybody Choppa won't miss a nigga Out there running with my gun Young nigga shoot for fun Put some money on your head I sell yo ass for 10 I got ice to match the ice Ice to match the fit I got bitches on top of bitches And all my bitches 10s I still don't dance milly rock, just hide it in my sock I got bitches in the lot (lot) Pouring up the pop (pop) Choppa won't miss a nigga (Choppa won't miss a nigga) Choppa won't miss a nigga (grrrah, grrah) Choppa won't miss a nigga (Choppa won't miss a nigga) 100 round drum killin' everybody (yeah) 100 round drum killin' everybody Choppa won't miss a nigga (grrrah, Jeffrey!) 30 round drum in the jean jacket That makin' mean my jean kinda baggy I never go for a chain snatch (I never go for a chain snatch) I done been done had the same jewerly Three-twenty all on the dash A Bentley truck is my G-Wagon Me and the dawgs smokin' nothin' but nasty (dawg!) Fuck the law and whoever askin' (yeah yeah) Cheated on my bitch with a bitch, so you know she was livid Cheated on my bitch with a bitch with bigger titties 'Bout to cheat on my bitch with a mothafuckin' midget (Mothafuckin' midget) Bank with my card, I go hard in every city Stackin' for the dawg, I got hoes in every city That funny hoe, why that bitch say that we living here Ran over the law, if I tell 'em, "aye let's get it" Platinum way let's get it, diamonds in my face let's get it I got diamonds in my face, they half a carat, aye! Choppa won't miss a nigga Choppa won't miss a nigga (Choppa won't miss a nigga) Choppa won't miss a nigga (Red dot) 100 round drum killin' everybody (yeah) 100 round drum killin' everybody Choppa won't miss a nigga Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew! Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew! Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew!
Writer(s): Jordan Timothy Jenks, Jeffery Lamar Williams, Jordan Terrell Carter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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