Chopsticks lyrics
by Trippie Redd
[Intro]
(CashMoneyAP)
[Chorus]
Ridin' 'round with that chop on me, ridin' 'round with that Glock (Bah, bah)
Ridin' 'round with that chop on me, ridin' 'round with that Glock (Pew-pew-pew)
Ridin' 'round with that chop on me, ridin' 'round with that Glock (Brrah, brrah)
Ridin' 'round with that chop on me
[Verse 1]
Saint Laurent, Saint Laurent, Saint Laurent
Ayy, new Armani on my body, Illuminati (Yeah)
Rollin' with a fine b*tch, she like two tsunamis (This your soul)
Yeah, new designer, I make her touch her toes (Woah)
New designer, I gotta try on clothes (Try on clothes)
New designer, boy, I'm all in Chrome (All in Chrome)
E.T. whip got me phonin' home
I'm addicted to the cheese, I like provolone (Cheese, cheesе)
Swag overload, swag overload
Yeah, wе got hella chops, we run up in your home (Home, bah)
Yeah, talking all that sh*t, put choppas to your dome (Bah, dome, bah)
Yeah, don't try and get me up out my zone (Zone, yeah)
Yeah, chop hanging out the Prada bag
Chop hanging out the Prada bag
Ridin' 'round with that (Ha)
Ridin' 'round with that chop on me, ridin' 'round with that Glock (Bah)
n*gga, I'm ridin' with that sh*t on me, don't end up shot (Dead)
[Chorus]
Ridin' 'round with that chop on me, ridin' 'round with that Glock (Bah, bah)
Ridin' 'round with that chop on me, ridin' 'round with that Glock (Pew-pew-pew)
Ridin' 'round with that chop on me, ridin' 'round with that Glock (Brrah, brrah)
Ridin' 'round with that chop on me
[Verse 2]
Take these drugs (Drugs), they show me love (Love)
I got money off this buzz, diamonds dancin' on me, flood (Flood)
Fill my damn cup up with some f*cking mud
Ho wanna act fly with me, send that b*tch a dove
Yeah, sorry b*tch, you shouldn't have been a slug (Ha)
Menace to society, the life of a thug
Man, don't show me no emotion, unless that sh*t is all love
Or I'ma be on Shiesty sh*t and get it back in blood
Choppa in my jeans, and that b*tch got a drum (Drum)
.223's, .762's, going dumb (Yeah, yeah, goin' dummy)
828, I'm out in Jamaica sippin' rum
I'm a 800 baby, n*gga, rep where you're from (Rep that sh*t, n*gga, bah-bah-bah, gang, bah-bah-bah)
Yeah, yeah, AK, RPK, SK, HK
Shoot a n*gga down (Bah), shoot a n*gga, bow (Brrah)
I ain't playin' with you n*ggas, put you in the ground (Ground)
[Chorus]
Ridin' 'round with that chop on me, ridin' 'round with that Glock (Bah, bah)
Ridin' 'round with that chop on me, ridin' 'round with that Glock (Pew-pew-pew)
Ridin' 'round with that chop on me, ridin' 'round with that Glock (Brrah, brrah)
Ridin' 'round with that chop on me
[Outro]
(Ridin' 'round with that chop on me, ridin' 'round with that Glock)
(Ridin' 'round with that chop on me, ridin' 'round with that Glock)
(Ridin' 'round with that chop on me, ridin' 'round with that Glock)
(Ridin' 'round with that chop on me)