Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Whoppa Wit Da Choppa
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Reginald Williams
Songwriter
Janarious Wheeler
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ziar
Producer
Soesbeats
Producer
Trevor Butler
Producer
Lyrics
Gang, gang, gang
Damn, damn
Bitch, bah
Ayy, ayy
Switched the whip, went AMG for the summer
**** know we beat that block down, man
These **** ain't up on nothin' (Yeah)
Down on the score, we leave 'em stank, gangnem skunked 'em (Gang)
And you can't be my ho, baby, if you don't know how to suck it
I don't fuck with **** for real, I feel like Uncle Ruckus
Step in the place, **** hatin', got these bitches huggin'
Lil' bro keep that mask on, he should've been on Donda
I'm big slime, you can't snake me, I'm an anaconda
12 AM, I hit the block, then I get some lick
1 AM, me and Spin snuck right through the strip
When it hit 2, bitch, get loose, girl, I'm tryna hit
Your friend ain't got a ride, I told that bitch, "Jump in with twin"
Ayy, told me you'd be down, I need a Perc', you a damn liar
Cut a bitch off like I got a blade, I roll with vampires
**** scared of me, they tell stories 'bout me at campfires
Lil' gangnem spent so much, we had to go and buy some damn tires
Switched the whip, went AMG for the summer
**** know we beat that block down, man
These **** ain't up on nothin' (Yeah)
Down on the score, we leave 'em stank, gangnem skunked 'em (Come here)
And you can't be my ho, baby, if you don't know how to suck it
I don't fuck with **** for real, I feel like Uncle Ruckus
Step in the place, **** hatin', got these bitches huggin'
Lil' bro keep that mask on, he should've been on Donda
I'm big slime, you can't snake me, I'm an anaconda
Papa, he got stank and he don't even gangbang
I throw up the 12, y'all bitches do the same thing
Soon as I popped my last Perc', that's when I felt the pain came
I know that when they mention my name, that's when the fame came
I could've bought it, but I rented it just to change lanes
Shawty waiting to put no tint on it, she already giving brain
Think it's the ecstasy I'm feeling it, she ask why I ain't come yet
****, hunnid, hunnids, I just thumb that, how you ain't done yet?
Switched the whip, went AMG for the summer
**** know we beat that block down, man
These **** ain't up on nothin' (Yeah)
Down on the score, we leave 'em stank, gangnem skunked 'em (Bitch)
And you can't be my ho, baby, if you don't know how to suck it
I don't fuck with **** for real, I feel like Uncle Ruckus
Step in the place, **** hatin', got these bitches huggin'
Lil' bro keep that mask on, he should've been on Donda
I'm big slime, you can't snake me, I'm an anaconda
I don't really fuck with ****, I feel
Like Michael Jordan (I hate y'all)
Bitch keep asking why I'm ballin'
Percs, 'cause I can afford 'em (Bitch)
Feel like Stevie, all this drank, all I do is Wonder (On God, man)
I need that pure codeine taste, so I just poured a water (On God)
I feel like Wayne in Mad Max, them top shotters back in Florida
Take me to the biggest hat, boy, I done stashed a quarter
All these skeletons in one closet, boy, I'm a fuckin' hoarder (On bro)
But don't know nothin' 'bout them bodies, so just call my lawyer
Switched the whip, went AMG for the summer
**** know we beat that block down, man
These **** ain't up on nothin' (Yeah)
Down on the score, we leave 'em stank, gangnem skunked 'em (Stupid)
And you can't be my ho, baby, if you don't know how to suck it
I don't fuck with **** for real, I feel like Uncle Ruckus
Step in the place, **** hatin', got these bitches huggin'
Lil' bro keep that mask on, he should've been on Donda
I'm big slime, you can't snake me, I'm an anaconda
Blatt, yeah
If not them, then who?
Written by: Janarious Wheeler, Reginald Williams


