Skrrt Skrrt NLE Choppa
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[Verse 1]
-artillery, we got no power (Ayy)
They like "Choppa, did you hear what that boy said?"
He came into my show and then I had to leave him dead (yeah)
[Chorus]
Skrrt, skrrt, V12 on my engine bitch (yeah)
Like I had some Black Forces, I be stealin' shit (yeah)
Hollow tips up in this clip, I be killin' shit
That nigga say he want some smoke, who you dealin' with?
Ah, ah, ah, ah, I just popped a ba-ar
Catch him out in traffic, tag his car and knock his top off
[Verse 2]
Ayy, DJ Booker, nigga, stop the show
This nigga lookin' too hard, I'ma let him know
Yeah, nigga you sittin' in the front row
I got the Glock up in my pants, I'ma let it blow
Hellcat, vroom, vroom
Gun go, "boom, boom"
What a nigga wanna do?
Wet him like some fuckin' lube
I'm out my body, out my elemеnt, I'm out of my frame
A nigga better watch his mouth, whеn he speak on my name
Up the cutter, screamin' "fuck him", then I knock out his brains
These bullets fall from the sky, wet him like it was rain (yeah, yeah)
-artillery, we got no power (Ayy)
They like "Choppa, did you hear what that boy said?"
He came into my show and then I had to leave him dead (yeah)
[Chorus]
Skrrt, skrrt, V12 on my engine bitch (yeah)
Like I had some Black Forces, I be stealin' shit (yeah)
Hollow tips up in this clip, I be killin' shit
That nigga say he want some smoke, who you dealin' with?
Ah, ah, ah, ah, I just popped a ba-ar
Catch him out in traffic, tag his car and knock his top off
[Verse 2]
Ayy, DJ Booker, nigga, stop the show
This nigga lookin' too hard, I'ma let him know
Yeah, nigga you sittin' in the front row
I got the Glock up in my pants, I'ma let it blow
Hellcat, vroom, vroom
Gun go, "boom, boom"
What a nigga wanna do?
Wet him like some fuckin' lube
I'm out my body, out my elemеnt, I'm out of my frame
A nigga better watch his mouth, whеn he speak on my name
Up the cutter, screamin' "fuck him", then I knock out his brains
These bullets fall from the sky, wet him like it was rain (yeah, yeah)
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