ChopBloc Pt. 3 BlocBoy JB (Ft. NLE Choppa)

[Intro]
Ayy, Cartoon, you got another one
Iceberg want a bag, bitch
Ayy, ayy

[Chorus: NLE Choppa]
Ayy, ayy, we put the Drac' up to yo' face(brrt, brrt)
I seen Lil Tevo knock him out(Ayy, Ayy)
I bet we put him in his place
Twenty Grapes up in this house and we all posted with K's(Ooh, oh)
Let him play, I air him out, I just walk 'em down in my J's
I'm still posted with cuttas
I shoot at mammas and brothas
We ain't worried 'bout the others
We see them niggas, they suffer
We bagged 'em up in the duffel
We dab 'em up then we bust 'em
I brought my flip flops in fights
'Cause I'm shootin' I'm never scufflin'

[Verse 1: NLE Choppa]
When the murda come and meet you and yo' door(Ayy)
Yeah, it's me, bitch
AR-15 and it got a scope, with my ski, bitch
Big Grape on a vine(Ooh, oh) , big Loc we spit that G shit
Take yo' diss song, get you killed, then make a remix
Do you wanna slide tonight?
If he don't he gonna die tonight
Thousand dollar Glock, exotic pipe, you know we grip it tight
If the prices right, catch him on sight, walk up and take his life
Told the opps to white the chalk up, that his body laid that night
Campin' out in bushes and ditches, that's if I wanna miss him
By myself, I made the decision, don't want no codefendant
Catch a witness, catch a face shot, don't need no reminiscin'
Bare face, and I'm face to face(Ayy, Ayy)
Catch a case then I'm not guilty(Ayy, Ay)