Numbers

[Intro: Whoppa Wit Da Choppa]
(Brrrt) (Hey, Drilltime, haha) Oh this shit go crazy, on gang
Aye, Whop, (Brrrt), bitch, Big Whop
(Drilltime, what you cookin' up, my nigga?) (Bitch)

[Chorus: Whoppa Wit Da Choppa & Jdot Breezy]
One car, two chops
Three Ku's, four opps (Brrrt, brrrt)
Five guys, six hit (Bitch)
Seven with them, but 8 dropped (Damn)
Clean up on aisle Nine, that nigga took 'bout ten shots
MAC-11, got twelve bodies, hop out on a nigga make his face drop

[Verse 1: Whoppa Wit Da Choppa]
Bro just put a 50 in the clip, that's a fuckin' drum (Brrrt)
Bitch you know we're Jumpout Gang, bitch, you better fuckin' run (Jumpout Gang)
Brand new AR-15, this bitch got monkey nuts (Bitch)
You know I'ma leave 'em on the scene, bitch I'ma fuck 'em up (Brrrt)
I got all this green in my pocket, got my money up (Money up)
That lil' bitch she see me, gotta watch her, she wanna suck me up (Lil' bitch)
I let off all these shots on this block, it's like a hundred-somethin'
Damn, I know you miss your brother, they put that boy under somethin'
Spaazz2xx dead, damn that nigga played
Three-Five dead, I wonder if they buried him by 8
Nine dead too, you better stay away from numbers man (Damn, everybody dead)
The other one dead 'cause him and his brother kinda look the same
Aye, bitch thats no bap (Bitch)
You said you did what to who? Bitch, that's so cap (Fuck nigga)
Graduation on this block these bitches gon' clap (Grrah)
You watched your homeboy die, but you ain't Ionrap (Haha, on gang)

[Chorus: Whoppa Wit Da Choppa & Jdot Breezy]
One car, two chops
Three Ku's, four opps (Brrrt)
Five guys, six hit
Seven with them, but 8 dropped (Aye)
Clean up on aisle Nine, that nigga took 'bout ten shots (Ten shots)
MAC-11, got twelve bodies, hop out on a nigga make his face drop (Bitch)

[Verse 2: Jdot Breezy]
I can work the Drac' and make shit splat, this bitch make bodies split (Yeah)
We don't swing for nothin', we can't get you? We'll hit your partner 'nem (Ugh)
Glizzies with extensions, hit the store like "I want all of them"
Fuck designer, I buy switches, let my bro hit all of them
Run up on him, take these, "Freeze, nigga, and say cheese"
Bibby on the ground tryna get up, that nigga like "No please" (Goofy)
Cracka hit all in his face, surprised he ain't got no teeth (Stupid)
One Ku, he like catching bodies, he's sober, he don't smoke no weed (Dummy)
Three and three make six nigga, so go ahead and hit both three's (Yeah)
50 shots, hit fifteen, thats Three-Five dead on the scene (Ugh)
Smokin' Rod K, Dank passed away, P4K got his ass street sweeped
But fuck Teki and fuck 8, fuck Double-K and their Dream Team
Yeah bitch, I got big racks (Goofy)
What the fuck is "Ku down", we always get back (Goofy)
Your brother died, you got on Live we just go hittin' hacks (Stupid)
When we're there, you niggas hide, stop with all the cap (Goofy)
Tweakin' on that app (Goofy)

[Chorus: Whoppa Wit Da Choppa & Jdot Breezy]
One car, two chops
Three Ku's, four opps
Five guys, six hit
Seven with them, but 8 dropped
Clean up on aisle Nine, that nigga took 'bout ten shots (Brrrt)
MAC-11, got twelve bodies, hop out on a nigga make his face drop