Gps Whoppa Wit Da Choppa
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[Intro]
Shh
Ayy, Big Whop
Rrr
[Chorus]
Always in the hood, everywhere else I use GPS (GPS)
My dawg be drivin' with them packs like he UPS (Yeah)
Lil' folks missed the headshot, still shoot his neck (Damn)
Say she bleedin', I said, "It's cool, I still want the head" (Come on)
Don't play football no more, I still got that sack (Got that sack)
Yeah, I'm Big Whop, still got a big MAC (Bitch)
You know I'm a pimp, hit yo' bitch in a Cadillac (Ayy, ayy)
When see me out with Spinz, we tryna push a nigga shit back (Rrr)
[Verse 1]
Niggas don't drill for real, man, they just rap (No bap)
Niggas go to jail and turn to bitches, boy, on James Tapp (On Tapp)
I don't care who brought you home, nigga, you get no dap (Fuck nigga)
The way my niggas ball, you'd think we had no hair (Ballin')
I be puttin' that shit on, boy, this Moncler (This Moncler)
Nigga, fuck these songs, I be really tryna takе it there (Fuck nigga)
That boy came to my hood and diеd right there (No bap)
My dawg love ridin' with that switch, I told him, "Be careful" (Be safe, my nigga)
KUKU gang on my neck, shit, that's for Luh Leek (Leek)
ATR right next to it, that's for big Meech (Meech)
187 on the other side for Nate and Bink (Gang)
Double cup in my hand right now for my nigga B (5)
Shh
Ayy, Big Whop
Rrr
[Chorus]
Always in the hood, everywhere else I use GPS (GPS)
My dawg be drivin' with them packs like he UPS (Yeah)
Lil' folks missed the headshot, still shoot his neck (Damn)
Say she bleedin', I said, "It's cool, I still want the head" (Come on)
Don't play football no more, I still got that sack (Got that sack)
Yeah, I'm Big Whop, still got a big MAC (Bitch)
You know I'm a pimp, hit yo' bitch in a Cadillac (Ayy, ayy)
When see me out with Spinz, we tryna push a nigga shit back (Rrr)
[Verse 1]
Niggas don't drill for real, man, they just rap (No bap)
Niggas go to jail and turn to bitches, boy, on James Tapp (On Tapp)
I don't care who brought you home, nigga, you get no dap (Fuck nigga)
The way my niggas ball, you'd think we had no hair (Ballin')
I be puttin' that shit on, boy, this Moncler (This Moncler)
Nigga, fuck these songs, I be really tryna takе it there (Fuck nigga)
That boy came to my hood and diеd right there (No bap)
My dawg love ridin' with that switch, I told him, "Be careful" (Be safe, my nigga)
KUKU gang on my neck, shit, that's for Luh Leek (Leek)
ATR right next to it, that's for big Meech (Meech)
187 on the other side for Nate and Bink (Gang)
Double cup in my hand right now for my nigga B (5)
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