Choppa lyrics

[Intro: Playboi Carti]
In Miami right now, you know what I'm saying?
I'm in Miami, you know what I'm saying?
Don't act up, you know?

[Verse 1: Playboi Carti & Benjamin Kickz]
Chopper right beneath me, hold on, ooh, uh
Chopper right beneath me, ooh, what? Ooh
Chopper right beneath me
Chopper right beneath me, uh, ayy
AK with the f*ckin' beam, yeah, three-peat
Smokin' on that BG, hold on, uh, ayy
None of these lame-ass n*ggas, yeah, can't see me
Yeah, I got that big beam, ooh, yeah
Red beam
Red light, got that big beam, ooh, uh
Red beam
Ho, you did not see me, hold on
Red beam
Ho, you cannot see me, what? Hold on
Red beam
Ho, I got that big beam, hold on, uh
Let it ring, huh
Let that thing sing, hold on, ooh
RiRi, what? Ayy
Chopper right beneath me, uh, what? Uh, uh
Chopper right beneath me, uh, uh, uh, uh
Chopper right beneath me, thing ring, uh
Let that thing bling, hold on
Let that thing freeze, uh
Chopper hit that boy, hold on
Then I take his soul, hold on
Then I take his glow, hold on
Hit him with that pole, hold on
Take him to the space, hold on
Take him off the globe, hold on
Take 'em off the globe, hold on, what? Uh, hold on
Better get your ho, hold on
Better catch your ho, hold on
I'm a playboy, money might just pay your ho (What?)
[Verse 2: Benjamin Kickz & Playboi Carti]
Bills on bills not ones, not ones
I want it all all at once (Ooh)
I don't see 'em, I don't front (Ooh)
White-gold teeth (What?)
Diamond front (What? Ooh)
Chopper right beneath me (Ayy)
Money got 'em watchin' like a TV (Yeah)
Told you they can't see us like they Stevie (Hold on, what?)
All these haters mad, they cannot be me
Commas
Flex with the Trues, I'm like, "This right here is Prada"
Bet your girl play dumb but give me knowledge like a scholar
Chopper underneath me, make it sing like it's Rihanna (Ooh, what?)

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Chopper right beneath me, hold on, 'neath me
All these n*ggas underneath me, what?
Underneath me
Chopper let that thing sing, what? Ooh, RiRi
Chopper make that thing sing, yeah, ooh, RiRi
n*ggas wanna be me, hold on, they can't see me
You gon' need some Visine, tryna be like me
I pull up that 40, I pull up that red beam
Chopper with the red beam, hold on
Let that thing sing, what?
[Verse 3: Playboi Carti]
I'm a playboy but I keep that f*ckin' roll
What? Ayy, what? Hold on, what?
Sippin' on that Ro', what?
I'm sippin' on that four, hold on
Pour that red, ho, hold on
Free my n*gga locked up in the fed, ho, what? Ayy
Play your ho, I didn't tell no ho, what?
Kicking through the back door while your kids not home, ooh
Take your 'Tendo, ho
Hold on, what? Yeah, hey, ayy
Man down, hold on, ooh
Ten four, hold on, ayy
Blood Gang, hold on, ayy
Wipe your nose, ooh
Bangin' with the slo, hold on
In Miami with the blow
That b*tch gon' let it go
Then let that thing go, what? What?
Let 'em know, what?
Uh, let 'em know, ooh, uh
Chopper sing, hold on, uh
Chopper sing, hold on
Let that thing sing, ooh, ooh
RiRi, ooh, what?
Chopper sing, uh, uh
Chopper sing, uh
Let that thing sing, uh, uh
RiRi
[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Chopper right beneath me, hold on, 'neath me
All these n*ggas underneath me, what?
Underneath me
Chopper let that thing sing, what? Ooh, RiRi
Chopper make that thing sing, yeah, ooh, RiRi
n*ggas wanna be me, hold on, they can't see me
You gon' need some Visine, tryna be like me
I pull up that 40, I pull up that red beam
Chopper with the red beam, hold on
Let that thing sing, what?

[Verse 4: Playboi Carti]
Ayy, bad b*tch, hold on
Love to suck the di*k, hold on
And she love the clique, hold on
She a thirsty b*tch, hold on
Let her sip the drink, hold on
Now she sleepy as sh*t, uh
I don't give a f*ck, hold on
She don't keep a b*tch, hold on
Kick a b*tch out, hold on
Get that b*tch out, hold on
Layin' on the couch, hold on
But she f*ck, what? What? What?
Give me mouth, hold on
Never run your mouth, uh
ATL, ho, ayy
b*tch, I run the South, uh
In that new 'Vette, hold on
It the Southern way, hold on
It the Southern way, hold on
Boy, don't disrespect, uh
Ridin' with my gat, hold on
This my favorite TEC, uh
Let that thing sing, hold on
Watch it hit your chest, hold on
That's some f*ckin' gas, uh
Then I light the gas
Blowin' on that Jitt pack, ayy
On that cookie pack, yeah, ayy
Big n*gga, hey, ayy
Big rat, hold on
You a lil' cat, hey
Lil', what? What? What?
You a f*ckin' cat, hey
You a f*ckin' rat, hold on
Shoot 'em nine times, ooh
He a f*ckin' cat, yeah
I'm a big 9, hey
29 set, yeah, ayy, what?
Ice water, uh
On top of my chest, ooh, what? Ayy
Ben Baller, hey
Call the vet, what? What? b*tch
Got this ho on my di*k, ooh, what?

[Outro: Playboi Carti]
Ayy, what's up, n*gga? Ah
I'm Vd up, ho
I'm Vd up, you see I'm in the s—
Bro, you need to…
I'm in the s—
Drop right now
I'm in the s—
I'm in the motherf*ckin' studio, man
I'm f*cked up, man
Damn
I'm f*cked up, bruh