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grape mentality - nle choppa lyrics

[chorus]
ay wreck the club, f*ck it up we might just stop the promoter
the ar pistol in my hand, b*tch i don’t need a holster
we totin’ hunnid round drums, so we comin’ like motor
and all we know is redrum, we get to tweakin’ like sosa
wreck the party, f*ck it up, we got strippers in the [?]
b*tch i’m only sixteen, i got grown hoes [?]
like a [?], a n*gga better not test me
if this n*gga do, i swear to god it’s getting deadly

[verse]
a hunnid shots up in the coupe, tryna lay a n*gga down
b*tch i’m too hot like moon rock, and you know i run the town
i’m with all of that talkin’, that discussin’, i get to bussin’
yeah that glock when i tuck it, if i up it, i knock his m*ffin
i got a mac*11 mac n’ cheese
and you know it’s lemon squeeze
i ain’t gotta think about it, n*gga imma shoot with ease
when i leave the house, you know that b*tch is on my hip
imma slam a n*gga down, you can call me [?]
imma shoot out all my hollows, dump the whole clip
n*gga watch yo f*ckin’ mouth, fore’ i shoot you in the lip
b*tch i’m stacking all my chips, but i don’t f*ck with dip
b*tch i love making n*ggas bleed, but i f*ck with crips

[chorus]
wreck the club, f*ck it up we might just stop the promoter
the ar pistol in my hand, b*tch i don’t need a holster
we totin’ hunnid round drums, so we comin’ like motor
and all we know is redrum, we get to tweakin’ like sosa
wreck the party, f*ck it up, we got strippers in the [?]
b*tch i’m only sixteen, i got grown hoes [?]
like a [?], a n*gga better not test me
if this n*gga do, i swear to god it’s getting deadly

- nle choppa lyrics

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