Choppa

[Verse]
Yeah, that turned on me (Woah)
Since that choppa-copter stink (Lean, lean, woah)
Yeah, all my demons, they some shooters (Woah)
They gon’ catch you like [?]
Yeah, I’m rocking Rick Owens (Yeah)
Yeah, we’re gon’ get you killed
Yeah, we’ll consider you dead
Yeah, that choppa flow, I’m like Ye
That’s why I’ll get you killed on my flair
Oh my God, show my lick
I’m outside, we’re out here
I won’t be back, all my slatts
Yeah, I love the choppa with the bullets
Oh my God, all my slatts
Choppa don’t miss, choppa bladе
Choppa want shit, on my God (Woah)
Bet that choppa don’t miss
I got that stuff on me, I got that blade on mе
You ain’t getting ready for war
Yeah, I won’t let you know (Won’t let you know)
I’ma catch you lackin’ (Lackin’, woah)
Yeah, I’m the Great Fraud
None of these hoes could fuck with me
I’m too good for this shit, yeah
All my slatts, we gon’ go
That choppa don’t miss
The choppa blade don’t miss
On my life, choppa don’t miss shit
Choppa don’t miss, choppa don’t miss, hah (Hah)

[Outro]
Hah