
Shotta Flow (Juice WRLD Remix) NLE Choppa (Ft. Juice WRLD)
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[Intro: NLE Choppa]
Yeah
NLE, Top Shotta
Baby Mexico Choppa
Yeah, yeah (Midas got a jugg, ayy)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: NLE Choppa]
I am a menace, keep me a rack just like tennis
I'm with the shit like I'm Dennis
I started this shit, I'ma finish
Niggas be hatin', tryna blemish my image
Who want the smoke? .223 came with the scope
Extended clip long as a rope
We wipe his nose, just like he had him a cold
I knew that boy was a ho
[Verse 1: NLE Choppa]
Pull up with the gang, you know that we bangin'
What is your set, nigga? What is you claimin'?
I am a beast, you cannot tame it
Don't point a finger, this shit can get dangerous
These niggas hatin', these niggas plottin'
Ooh, he got money? I'm runnin' his wallet
You say you a killer, lil' nigga, stop it
In a shootout, your gun was droppin'
You really a ho
You pull up, I let that bitch blow
And just like some tissue, we wipin' your nose
I was on stage with the strap at my show
If you play, I'ma blow, put a tag on your toe
Wet a nigga up, send him straight to the doctor
Two bullets in his chest, make the fuck nigga holler
I'm a big dog, Great Dane, nigga, you a toddler
Bitch nigga, you my son, so that make me a father, yeah
Yeah
NLE, Top Shotta
Baby Mexico Choppa
Yeah, yeah (Midas got a jugg, ayy)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: NLE Choppa]
I am a menace, keep me a rack just like tennis
I'm with the shit like I'm Dennis
I started this shit, I'ma finish
Niggas be hatin', tryna blemish my image
Who want the smoke? .223 came with the scope
Extended clip long as a rope
We wipe his nose, just like he had him a cold
I knew that boy was a ho
[Verse 1: NLE Choppa]
Pull up with the gang, you know that we bangin'
What is your set, nigga? What is you claimin'?
I am a beast, you cannot tame it
Don't point a finger, this shit can get dangerous
These niggas hatin', these niggas plottin'
Ooh, he got money? I'm runnin' his wallet
You say you a killer, lil' nigga, stop it
In a shootout, your gun was droppin'
You really a ho
You pull up, I let that bitch blow
And just like some tissue, we wipin' your nose
I was on stage with the strap at my show
If you play, I'ma blow, put a tag on your toe
Wet a nigga up, send him straight to the doctor
Two bullets in his chest, make the fuck nigga holler
I'm a big dog, Great Dane, nigga, you a toddler
Bitch nigga, you my son, so that make me a father, yeah
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