Bitch, I'm ballin, I got your motherf*ckin' crew jumpin (ahh)
Choppa on your liver, make it sound like it's f*ckin
Nothin, I have to lose nothin
If I die in the process, I'mma let it kill me, f*ck it
One thousand and eighty-seven days and I'm counting up
Shoutout to my crodies, we out pimpin' here in Canada
Gwap stacked too tall, I need two bitch to count it up
Two times two four, that's like four hoes, they
I won't f*ck with no hoes, that's like four hoes, they wantin us
And my shorty is a goodie, if you try her, she gone- (ahh)
And I'm back, and I'm back, and I'm back, and I'm back
Back in black, AC/DC in this bitch, if you try me, you'll get packed
Big body bitch, yeah, she tryna get lit with me
Packed her like a whopper and I passed her down in the street
They said I will never see the top, f*ck that shit
I'mma go and piss on the industry
F*ck it, heard you dissin' me
Motherf*cker, are you kidding me
I'mma put you six feet nah, twelve feet under
Piss on your grave, I'm the lightning thunder
Killin' every track, I be spittin' like a rockstar
I was a good kid, they turned me into a monster
Bitch, I'm ballin, I got your motherf*ckin' crew jumpin
Choppa on your liver, make it sound like it's f*ckin
Nothin, I have to lose nothin
If I die in the process, I'mma let it kill me, f*ck it
Bitch, I'm ballin, I got your motherf*ckin' crew jumpin
Choppa on your liver, make it sound like it's f*ckin
Nothin, I have to lose nothin
If I die in the process, I'mma let it kill me, f*ck it
Dopesalt - Choppa Lyrics
Dopesalt - Choppa Lyrics
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Bitch, I'm ballin, I got your motherf*ckin' crew jumpin (ahh)
Choppa on your liver, make it sound like it's f*ckin
Nothin, I have to lose nothin
If I die in the process, I'mma let it kill me, f*ck it
One thousand and eighty-seven days and I'm counting up
Shoutout to my crodies, we out pimpin' here in Canada
Gwap stacked too tall, I need two bitch to count it up
Two times two four, that's like four hoes, they
I won't f*ck with no hoes, that's like four hoes, they wantin us
And my shorty is a goodie, if you try her, she gone- (ahh)
And I'm back, and I'm back, and I'm back, and I'm back
Back in black, AC/DC in this bitch, if you try me, you'll get packed
Big body bitch, yeah, she tryna get lit with me
Packed her like a whopper and I passed her down in the street
They said I will never see the top, f*ck that shit
I'mma go and piss on the industry
F*ck it, heard you dissin' me
Motherf*cker, are you kidding me
I'mma put you six feet nah, twelve feet under
Piss on your grave, I'm the lightning thunder
Killin' every track, I be spittin' like a rockstar
I was a good kid, they turned me into a monster
Bitch, I'm ballin, I got your motherf*ckin' crew jumpin
Choppa on your liver, make it sound like it's f*ckin
Nothin, I have to lose nothin
If I die in the process, I'mma let it kill me, f*ck it
Bitch, I'm ballin, I got your motherf*ckin' crew jumpin
Choppa on your liver, make it sound like it's f*ckin
Nothin, I have to lose nothin
If I die in the process, I'mma let it kill me, f*ck it
Choppa on your liver, make it sound like it's f*ckin
Nothin, I have to lose nothin
If I die in the process, I'mma let it kill me, f*ck it
One thousand and eighty-seven days and I'm counting up
Shoutout to my crodies, we out pimpin' here in Canada
Gwap stacked too tall, I need two bitch to count it up
Two times two four, that's like four hoes, they
I won't f*ck with no hoes, that's like four hoes, they wantin us
And my shorty is a goodie, if you try her, she gone- (ahh)
And I'm back, and I'm back, and I'm back, and I'm back
Back in black, AC/DC in this bitch, if you try me, you'll get packed
Big body bitch, yeah, she tryna get lit with me
Packed her like a whopper and I passed her down in the street
They said I will never see the top, f*ck that shit
I'mma go and piss on the industry
F*ck it, heard you dissin' me
Motherf*cker, are you kidding me
I'mma put you six feet nah, twelve feet under
Piss on your grave, I'm the lightning thunder
Killin' every track, I be spittin' like a rockstar
I was a good kid, they turned me into a monster
Bitch, I'm ballin, I got your motherf*ckin' crew jumpin
Choppa on your liver, make it sound like it's f*ckin
Nothin, I have to lose nothin
If I die in the process, I'mma let it kill me, f*ck it
Bitch, I'm ballin, I got your motherf*ckin' crew jumpin
Choppa on your liver, make it sound like it's f*ckin
Nothin, I have to lose nothin
If I die in the process, I'mma let it kill me, f*ck it
Writer: Mo Hossain
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