Mary Choppa lyrics

[Intro: DC The Don]
Uh, yeah
Lets go
Yeah, what?
Trademark!

[Chorus: DC The Don]
Well, yo b*tch a fiend, my n*gga
Keep a .30 with the beam, lil' n*gga
I've been on the winning team, lil' n*gga
Guatemalan with the cream, lil' n*gga (What?)
This a nightmare, not a dream, my n*gga
Jason Voorhees, on the scene, lil' n*gga (Haha)
Oxycontin, we got steam, lil' n*gga (Yeah)
Cut his body, we extreme, lil' n*gga

[Post-Chorus: DC The Don]
pus*y n*gga know you f*cked up, tryna come and plot up on my green, lil n*gga
You a peasant, I'm a king, lil n*gga
Ridin' sh*t you've never seen, lil n*gga
Mary Choppa, let it ring, my n*gga
Miley Cyrus, let it sing, my n*gga
They gon' catch my pinkie ring, lil n*gga
Savage in my blood stream, lil n*gga (Yeah, ayy)

[Verse 1: DC The Don]
Lean (Lean), fold, make his body roll
I just spent your mama mortgage on designer clothes
You can pull up, but can't stay, so b*tch you got to go
Will I call you in the morning? I don't f*cking know
Lean (Lean), fold, make his body roll, ayy
If I'm solo in this b*tch, I got my f*cking pole, ayy
Like a thotty b*tch, these n*ggas finna get exposed
Crossover, step back, shoot like Derrick Rose
[Chorus: DC The Don]
Well, yo b*tch a fiend, my n*gga
Keep a .30 with the beam, lil' n*gga
I've been on the winning team, lil' n*gga
Guatemalan with the cream, lil' n*gga
This a nightmare, not a dream, my n*gga
Jason Voorhees, on the scene, lil' n*gga
Oxycontin, we got steam, lil' n*gga
Cut his body, we extreme, lil' n*gga

[Verse 2: Miikey OD]
Pop up on him like i'm Freddy Krueger, I'ma hang his body by a string, my n*gga
Front before I was on the percocet I got a [?] sing, lil n*gga
Catch a body, and I'ma take a private plane to Paris, you won't hear a thing, lil n*gga
Draw that Nina, make it scream my hitta horse power, I might blow out the engine
These lil bitty b*tches keep talking and yapping
I burn off the beat, got the fire like dragon
I let off the Smithon, I might have to wrap it
I knew b*tch was trippin', I might have to pass it up
She a crybaby, she might need a pacifier
I gave her Ecstasy, now that hoe extra high
Killed all the witnesses, no one can testify
Bodies in bags, show these n*ggas whats left inside

[Chorus: DC The Don]
Yo b*tch a fiend, my n*gga
Keep a 30 with the beam, lil n*gga
I've been on the winning team, lil n*gga
Guatemalan with the cream, lil n*gga
This a nightmare, not a dream, my n*gga
Jason Voorhees, on the scene, lil n*gga
Oxycontin, we got steam, lil n*gga
Cut his body, we extreme, lil n*gga
[Post-Chorus: DC The Don]
pus*y n*gga, know you f*cked up, tryna come and plot up on my green, lil n*gga
You a peasant, I'm a king, lil n*gga
Ridin' sh*t you've never seen, lil n*gga
Mary Choppa, let it ring, my n*gga
Miley Cyrus, let it sing, my n*gga
They gon' catch my pinkie ring, lil n*gga
Savage in my blood stream, lil n*gga (Yeah, ayy)

[Outro: DC The Don]
Gat, gat, gat, gat, gat, gat, gat, gat
(Mary Choppa, make it sing, my n*gga)
(Mary Choppa, let it ring, my n*gga)