Choppa Juice WRLD (Ft. D. Savage)

[Intro]
Mega, you played that boy

[Chorus: Juice WRLD & D Savage]
Ayy, I just bought a choppa with a scope
If D. Savage tell me blow, then I'ma blow
So, might wanna protect yourself
All headshots so the vest no help
Yeah, I was just boolin', smokin' dope (Smokin' dope)
I'ma pop this Perc' just to float (Just to float)
And I keep a bag on me (Racks)
Ballin' like an athlete

[Verse: Juice WRLD & D Savage]
I remember when they used to laugh at me
Now they want a feature, so I'm taxin'
Pull up on a nigga from the back seat (Bow, bow)
Turn this fuckin' party to a track meet
Catch a opp then gun him down, yeah (Bih)
Hundred rounds, fifty rounds (Smoke)
Make a move out of town (Yeah, bitch)
I was broke, but I'm up now (Urr)
Bad bitches wanna fuck now (Wait)
In the trap with my guns out (Yeah)
Niggas fu', baby (Bitch)
I got bills to pay (For real)
Bitch, get on your knees (Damn)
Bust all on her face (Haha)
I go apeshit like a Bathing Ape (Yeah)
Cribs in different states but no real estate (Gang)
Feel like Rick Ross (Gang), how I'm pushin' weight (Gang)
Feel like Rick Ross, uh
Two guns, make you jump, call 'em Kris Kross, uh
R. Kelly with the funds, boy, you pissed off, uh
So get pissed on, uh (Gang)
Ballin' out like a '89 Piston, ayy
VVS up on my wrist, I watch it glisten, ayy (Gang)
I don't really see no competition, ayy
Me and D Savage water-whippin' in the kitchen, ayy
Ain't no Popeyes over here but we got chickens, ayy