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Shotta Flow
- [Intro]
- I wish everything I touch would turn to gold
- NLE, you heard me
- Baby Mexico Choppa man, top shotta
- Baby Mexico shotta
- We finna talk our shit
- Why not? Yeah
- Yeah, yeah
- [Verse 1]
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
- I am a menace, keep me a rack just like tennis
- I'm with the shit like I'm Dennis
- I started this shit I'ma finish
- Niggas be hatin', tryna blemish my image
- Who want the smoke? .223 came with the scope
- Extended clip long as a rope
- We wipe his nose, just like he had him a cold
- I knew that boy was a ho
- Pull up with the gang, you know that we bangin'
- What is your set, nigga? What is you claimin'?
- I am a beast, you cannot tame it
- Don't point the finger, this shit can get dangerous
- These niggas hatin', these niggas plottin'
- Ooh, he got money I'm runnin' his wallet
- You say you a killer, lil' nigga stop it
- In a shoot out your gun was droppin'
- You really a fraud
- [Verse 2]
- You cannot stomp on his yard
- My nigga they scammin', they swipin' them cards
- I am so high that I'm talking' to stars
- I'm gone off them jiggas, I'm poppin' them bars
- Don't mind my pimpin', bitch, don't sweat me
- Choppa got a kick, call that shit Jet Li
- Sauce gang drip though, what is your recipe?
- Don't get a F if a nigga try to testin' me
- Whole lotta money, whole lotta guala
- Hit the party fifty deep, nun' but my shotta
- Nigga tried me so you know I had to pop him
- So many bullets it confused the doctor
- Whole lotta racks, whole lotta stacks
- Fuck a headshot, I'ma shoot him in the back
- 3.5 rolled up in the cack
- We don't smoke reggie, this shit called gas
- I'm sticked up, like a blind man
- I'm super hot, like a frying pan
- He said that he gon' take some from me
- Ayy, just know, he lyin' man
- I'ma up from my hip then blow like a whistle
- Your bitch suckin' dick like a Kool Aid pickle
- Two bullets in your chest, that's a nipple
- And if a nigga run up I'ma pop him like a pimple
- Get rich or die tryin', I'm feelin' like 50
- Brand new choppa got double d titties
- Niggas don't play me I don't get silly
- Love all the beef like a southwest Philly, yeah
- [Bridge]
- Yeah, love all the beef like a southwest deli, yeah
- Ayy, bitch, love all the beef like a southwest deli
- [Verse 3]
- I might just OD, percs killin' me slowly
- Feelin' like I'm Kobe, can't ner' nigga hol' me
- If you wanna run up on me, shoot 'em like Ginobili
- And I'm with the shit lil' homie, yeah, like I'm Toby, yeah
- And I'm with the shit lil' homie, yeah, like I'm Toby, yeah
- Bitch!
- [Outro]
- (Like I'm Toby, yeah)
- Finna ad lib, eep all that
- (Like a school shooter, like I'm Toby, yeah)
- Yeah, yeah, yeah
- Keep all that Tay, yeah
- (Huh, huh)
- (This shit straight drop, lil' nigga, no cut)
- Ayy Tay, keep all that
- (Straight drop, lil' nigga, no cut)
- Keep all that, yeah, yeah
- (Up from my hip, yeah)
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