This is a song about "My chopper dont play around"

Bad bitches all around me dont need em got my own

Paparazzi, magazines: please leave me alone

I'd rather lay around and play around my lady then butt fuck it.

Ironic since my drive increased, my driver see the profit

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

I dont fuck around with no lame punks,just go ahead and say my name once,

Mortal kombat, my shit is beyond rap

Ughhhh, like sorry but homie dont play that

Dont play wit me before you get sprayed

Two dyke jawns but tonight they straight

Or tryna play around with bubbles and forks

We come through throbbing like thunder storms

Music is my form of expression, play it loud, play it loud, play it loud

She leave before the sun up, leave you something to think about

I'm not even fucking joking i don't play around in verses

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love