Young Choppa 5ive5ive6ix
Young Choppa 5ive5ive6ix
Young Choppa 5ive5ive6ix
Young Choppa 5ive5ive6ix
cutlawns & Young Choppa 5ive5ive6ix
mirikazizi & Young Choppa 5ive5ive6ix
Young Choppa 5ive5ive6ix & & Yung Fruit$nak
Young Choppa 5ive5ive6ix
[Chorus: Young Choppa 5ive5ive6ix]
Yung A$$ $lappër
Yung A$$ $lappër, yuh yuh yuh yuh
Yung A$$ $lappër
Yung A$$ $lappër, yuh yuh yuh yuh
Yung A$$ $lappër
Yung A$$ $lappër, yuh yuh yuh yuh
[Verse 1: Young Choppa 5ive5ive6ix]
I pull up on your block with the 556 (yuh yuh yuh yuh)
You be ducking, you fucking little bitch (yuh yuh yuh yuh)
I be fucking you in the ass day and night (yuh yuh yuh yuh)
While you flying that fucking little kite (yuh yuh yuh yuh)
I don't even know what I'm motherfucking saying (yuh yuh yuh yuh)
But after I'm done, your family'll be praying (yuh yuh yuh yuh)
[Verse 2: Yung Fruit$nak]
I take the .556 and aim it for your head
Then I leave you on the ground, watch you be dead
You think you as good as me, you off yo' meds
I got like 6 or 7 girls right in my bed
Freestyle, watch me do the rhyme ting
You know your boy got all the bling bling
All I do hear is the cha-ching (cha-ching!)
Lean back and watch me sip codiene (yum!)
Dick stand straight like a soldier
I'm the rap god, thought I told ya
Come at me, boy, I'mma fold ya
Wake up, be smellin' the Folgers
[Outro: Yung Fruit$nak]
Yung Fruit$nak, Yung Fruit$nak, Yung Fruit$nak, yuh!
Yung Fruit$nak-
*coughing*