Choppa lyrics

[Intro]
Aye, aye, gang gang
Aye, aye, gang gang
Shoo, shoo, shoo (skrt!)
Aye, gang, aye
Choppa in the back and I'm finna let it blow
Draco hold a hundred rounds, aim this b*tch at yo nose
Extended clips on a Mac and it came with a scope
Shootin' sh*t like Call of Duty you would think that I'm a pro

[Chorus 1]
Choppa in the back and I'm finna let it blow
Draco hold a hundred rounds, aim this b*tch at yo nose
Extended clips on a Mac and it came with a scope
Shootin' sh*t like Call of Duty you would think that I'm a pro (gang)
Only rockin' with my brothas cause these n***as [?] a switch
Made a pus*y n***a fall so that n***a wouldn't snitch
.223's hit his backs, split a n***a like a Twix
(gang gang)
Keep blue hunnids in the bag, I be ballin' like the Knicks
(like the Knicks)
50 bands on my wrist and my neck is all froze
Gucci belt on my waist while I rock designer clothes
Pour a deuce in it finna lean got me movin' slow
And I will always chase a bag cause I will never chase a hoe (gang)
[Verse]
My n***as be totin' them Glocks
Still pop out the cut like Jack in the Box
We slide down with the choppa
We shootin' sh*t til everybody drop (bang bang)
This hatin' sh*t you need to stop
You screenshot and talkin' to the cops (you a op!)
I cannot f*ck with the ops if I catch a op that n***a gettin' popped
(you gone!)
You put them racks in the mattress
Watch that sh*t disappear like magic
We shootin' sh*t like the Mavericks
Hop out and sh*t gettin' tragic (bang bang)
Catch a n***a up in traffic and now he sayin' that he want static
I'm rockin' Gucci Louis fashion all your clothes lookin' hella ratchet

[Chorus 2]
Choppa in the back and I'm finna let it blow
Draco hold a hundred rounds, aim this b*tch at yo nose
Extended clips on a Mac and it came with a scope
Shootin' sh*t like Call of Duty you would think that I'm a pro
(gang, gang)
Only rockin' with my brothas cause these n***as [?] a switch
Made a pus*y n***a fall so that n***a wouldn't snitch
.223's hit his backs, split a n***a like a Twix
(gang, gang)
Keep blue hunnids in the bag, I be ballin' like the Knicks
50 bands on my wrist got them diamonds in my mouth
Heard he dissin' for some clout we gon pull up air it out
N***a told us pull up but that n***a hidin' out
We gon run up in your house and see what you really bout'
[Verse 2]
Pull up in the coupe watch me skrrt off in the Rari'
(skrt, skrt!)
All these b*tches goin' crazy when I pull up to the party
Walk around with that heat, n***a, ion need no army
N***a wear the same clothes everyday call him Charlie

[Outro]
Choppa in the back and I'm finna let it blow
Draco hold a hundred rounds, aim this b*tch at yo nose
Extended clips on a Mac and it came with a scope
Shootin' sh*t like Call of Duty you would think that I'm a pro
(gang, gang)
Only rockin' with my brothas cause these n***as [?] a switch
Made a pus*y n***a fall so that n***a wouldn't snitch
.223's hit his backs, split a n***a like a Twix (gang, gang)
Keep blue hunnids in the bag, I be ballin' like the Knicks
(like the Knicks!)