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cmon freestyle - nle choppa lyrics

[verse 1]
ayy, them boy better get out this street ’cause they know how we play it check me then i’m runnin’ him down (runnin’ him down)
only the job cause i know where he stay at
from a lil’ b*tch that was toppin’ him down (yeah, yeah)
i got the jewel like i’m vicks if your b*tch have a hiccup
i’m stabbing my d*ck in her mouth
tune in some k’ when i crack me a smile
my grandma say: “boy, you no longer a child”
come on, hit from the back, smack her booty
call me trump, grab her coochie (grab her coochie)
dr. miami did her b00bies, thick as a bible, hallelujah
[?], know how i do it
p*ssy be dripping, likе i flew it
that ain’t my b*tch, tell her shе blew it
i got that big head on her whole like stewie (like stewie)
if you get close and i’m backin’ up
i pay my sins for a minute, i don’t give a f*ck
took me a loss, now they adding me up
you had counted me out , man just keep it a buck
straight on the n*gga, not dappin’ you up
if you reach for my hand then we packing you up (brrrt)
i got a feeling that vibe knowing something
you setting me up, then we sending you up

[verse 2]
come on, reach for my chain, do a master, used to do in them days
whip ’em, flip ’em, air lift ’em, migo, get ’em, skip with the flippers
shaking ’em down, that boy a stripper
this is the life of a grape street cripple
keep on your pants, giving em grippers
if she suck d*ck good, i got a tip her
she call me papa (papa)
she grippin’ and she’s why i’m grippin’ her chopper (come on)
ain’t trustin’ no thot thot (thot thot), yeah, know she a opp
but her p*ssy oppa (come on), if she’s in the drop (drop)
watch it, they pop up and then they get shot up, yeah (brrrt)
i know the plot (plot), but plot twist i’ma shoot (brrrt) till it lock up
still tippin’, water whippin’, dance, digit, go 250
you talkin’ down on me, tell them boys, get up with me
they havin’ secret smoke, bring it to life
n*ggas just sad, yeah, two c grape, i’m like lil baby (come on)
see great to me like sad
d*mn, they thought i lost it (thought i lost it)
them boys ran through with my style
had to get a whole another wave, now i’m back on it
them boys p*ssed in the toilet, hmm, they ain’t really even on sh*t
same n*gga said i wasn’t listenin’ that i headshotted his homie
pow, another one, pow, another one, pow
i ain’t know he was dead but god did
my lil n*gga 15, he’ll lay on your house, i call him the spot kid (spot kid)
i wanna get active (hm), tired of speaking on the word that i put in
so spin, spin, sp* come on spin, spin, spin, spin
third gen, f*n, equal twin, sin, sin, perc’ 10 with the fin (hah, huh)
blow like wind, been ten, i changed, man
fin, fin, fin, fin, thought i was done but i did it again (brrrt)

- nle choppa lyrics

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