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speed it up - nle choppa lyrics

[intro: nle choppa]
ayy, ayy

[verse 1: nle choppa]
we spin a bend, we spin again, we do it real quick (real quick)
i f*ck it up and do the dash with a bad chick (brrt, brrt)
i’m presidential with the glizzy and the caddy (on god)
ballin’ every day, they like, “choppa you a draft pick”, yeah, yeah
switchin’ lanes we gon’ tear it up, you better get your hustle up
the h*llcat is getting up, fishtailing, kickin’ dust
push it to a limit, we ain’t stoppin’ ’til it finished
since that boy say it’s beepin’, we gon’ paint the whole city

[chorus: nle choppa]
i tell ’em speed it up, we never calm down
got some rastafarian steppers, we lovе the gun sounds
put the key into ignition, drivе it ’til the gas out
bullets stop a n*gga on the dime, leave his back out, yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse 2: nle choppa]
we from the dirt, but i’m ridin’ for my mud brother (mud brother)
i’m in a sports car (yeah), but it got some big muscle
i caught him at the red light, now a boy in trouble (brrap)
a hundred racks and the choppa in my nike duffle
yeah, i’m shiftin’ gears and burnin’ rubber with my brother, different mother
but we got the same struggle, go against me, i’ma bald ’em
lay your hands on who, my crew? a n*gga bet’ not even touch ’em
this choppa aim at you, i shoot, they callin’ me the melon buster
[chorus: nle choppa]
i tell ’em speed it up, we never calm down
got some rastafarian steppers, we love the gun sounds
put the key into ignition, drive it ’til the gas out
bullets stop a n*gga on the dime, leave his back out, yeah, yeah, yeah (ayy, ayy)

[refrain: nle choppa]
we spin a bend, we spin again, we do it real quick (real quick)
get up and do the dash with a bad chick (brrt, brrt)
i’m presidential with the glizzy and the caddy (on god)
ballin’ every day, they like, “choppa you a draft pick”, yeah, yeah

[verse 3: rico nasty]
how fast can you get it to a hundred or better? (yeah)
apply the pressure, you know that rico ain’t never gon’ let up
got me some cheddar, i’m on a whole ‘nother level, i’m stompin’ all on the pedal
we ain’t ask permission, don’t give a f*ck if you let us (don’t give a f*ck)
she said that she never been in a sp*ceship (woah)
take off in the h*llcat like i’m racin’
yeah, yeah, we gon’ speed it up, we gon’ turn it up
middle fingers in the air ’cause we don’t give a f*ck
grew up, i ain’t have sh*t, show me where the cash is
if you see me out, then you know that’s where the bag is
had to make it out, i’m just roaring like a dragon
everything on me designer, i love high fashion
yeah, i’m in the hills counting pink and blue bills (let’s go)
i’m signing deals and i’m handing out mils
these b*tches wanna be me, so i’m handing out mirrors
car too fast, only see you in my rear ones
[chorus: nle choppa]
i tell ’em speed it up, we never calm down
got some rastafarian steppers, we love the gun sounds
put the key into ignition, drive it ’til the gas out
bullets stop a n*gga on the dime, leave his back out, yeah, yeah, yeah (ayy, ayy)

[refrain: nle choppa]
we spin a bend, we spin again, we do it real quick (real quick)
f*ck it up and do the dash with a bad chick (brrt, brrt)
i’m presidential with the glizzy and the caddy (on god)
ballin’ every day, they like, “choppa you a draft pick”, yeah, yeah

[outro]
go grizz

- nle choppa lyrics

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