Dear, Choppa. Nb Bankz (Ft. 870glizzy)

[Intro: NB Bankz]
Dear, Choppa
Woke up with a big knocka (Fah)
And I keep a big chop (Ugh)
(Mathias)
Bitch

[Chorus: NB Bankz]
Bitch, I woke up with a choppa in my hand and let it spray
He gon' die today
AR, bitch, I keep a K
223's, I ball like Jordan but I'm shootin' like I'm Ray
Talkin' out and flash my Glock up in his motherfuckin' face

[Verse 1: NB Bankz]
Choppa got extendo, hollow tips finna make a opp bend do the limbo
Creep with a '30 I tip toe
I ain't playin' no games just shit and Nintendo
Like, you match how I match
Beam on a chop these bullets 'gon catch him
I keep attachments, I like to attach
My choppa 'gon open his guts, no latch
What is you do? I don't got a scratch
Shooters gon shoot '30 on my back
I keep a semi-auto with a MAC-10
Bullets 'gon get 'em high like crack
They say, “NB, why you always snappin'?”
I just like talkin' shit when I rap
(I keep a semi-auto with a MAC-10)
(Bullets 'gon get 'em high like)
Wet 'em up like pasta
Fuck on a rich fan daughter
Then, put that hoe on a roster
I'm on a road, they givin' me honor
Give her D, now, she think I'm a scholar
PSD's, I left that at home washin'
You see me, I might have to pop ya’
I got a big ass stick, Harry Potter
They 'gon copy me when I tell 'em roger