
Choppa Won’t Miss Playboi Carti (Ft. Young Thug)
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[Intro: Young Thug]
Yeah, we ain't wastin' no time
(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
Slatt, slatt, slatt, woo
[Chorus: Playboi Carti & Young Thug]
Chopper won't miss a nigga (Chopper won't miss a nigga)
Chopper won't miss a nigga (Chopper won't miss a nigga)
Chopper won't miss a nigga (Red dot)
Hundred round drum killin' everybody (Yeah)
Hundred round drum killin' everybody (Red dot)
Chopper won't miss a nigga
[Interlude: Young Thug & Playboi Carti]
Chopper won't, hold on
Red dot
Beep, beep, beep, beep
Rrah, yeah
Yeah
Hold on, hold on, hold on (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 1: Playboi Carti]
She hop on the dick and she split, huh
Hop on the dick like a bitch, huh
Suck on my dick like a tick, huh (What? What? Uh)
You a copier, yeah, you like to copy shit (Carti)
You wasn't even on the style until Yung Carti popped this shit, bitch
I got hella hoes (Woah)
On some poppin' shit (Woah, woah)
Need a poppin' bitch (Woah)
Need a solid bitch (Woah)
Harder than a brick (Beep, beep)
Choppers on the counter, pints all in the fridge
Yeah, we ain't wastin' no time
(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
Slatt, slatt, slatt, woo
[Chorus: Playboi Carti & Young Thug]
Chopper won't miss a nigga (Chopper won't miss a nigga)
Chopper won't miss a nigga (Chopper won't miss a nigga)
Chopper won't miss a nigga (Red dot)
Hundred round drum killin' everybody (Yeah)
Hundred round drum killin' everybody (Red dot)
Chopper won't miss a nigga
[Interlude: Young Thug & Playboi Carti]
Chopper won't, hold on
Red dot
Beep, beep, beep, beep
Rrah, yeah
Yeah
Hold on, hold on, hold on (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 1: Playboi Carti]
She hop on the dick and she split, huh
Hop on the dick like a bitch, huh
Suck on my dick like a tick, huh (What? What? Uh)
You a copier, yeah, you like to copy shit (Carti)
You wasn't even on the style until Yung Carti popped this shit, bitch
I got hella hoes (Woah)
On some poppin' shit (Woah, woah)
Need a poppin' bitch (Woah)
Need a solid bitch (Woah)
Harder than a brick (Beep, beep)
Choppers on the counter, pints all in the fridge
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