chop suey - otm lyrics
[intro: duffy]
(i get my work from the narco)
you know the truth
sh*t, let a n*gga act stupid
spill his ramen noodles right now, he make the wrong movement
senseis on me, otm his greatest student
i know you see what’s on my neck, b*tch, big buddah
[chorus: duffy]
go on and let the mud spill, i keep mops by me
spin the block, we finna give a n*gga rock music
if it ain’t uchies, sorry, baby, ain’t no time for it
he wanted beef, had to let him taste this chop suey, ugh
spin the block, we finna give a n*gga rock music
n*gga
he wanted beef, had to let him taste this chop suey, b*tch
[verse 1: duffy]
ain’t no rules to this sh*t, just go get to it
pull up on me or shut up, i don’t gеt into it (holler at ’em)
i’m from stinc team, bro, you can’t bе mad she choosin’
sent a dm like she know the truth, it’s undisputed
new chop, this’ll drop king kong and godzilla
sittin’ at the opps’ corner store, tryna serve a n*gga
she ain’t talkin’ ’bout no money, i ain’t worried ’bout her
she think ever since i got these diamonds, i’ve been actin’ funny
off the mussle, he just hatin’ ’cause he broke and bummy
i’m a cold demon, i know karma probably comin’ for me
stripped an out of towner just for thinkin’ la sweet and sunny
it was an instant lightshow, then some thunder hit him
he with them other n*ggas, clearly it’s f*ck that n*gga
ben frank the only one that get attention from me
in the name of mr. mose, my cup extra muddy
chop suey in the louis, i’ll do him dirty, ugh
[chorus: duffy]
go on and let the mud spill, i keep mops by me
spin the block, we finna give a n*gga rock music
if it ain’t uchies, sorry, baby, ain’t no time for it
he wanted beef, had to let him taste this chop suey, ugh
spin the block, we finna give a n*gga rock music
n*gga
he wanted beef, had to let him taste this chop suey, b*tch
[verse 2: blue pesos]
chopsticks from benihanas cooked the beef, chop suey
an opp gotta get dropped, no discussion, sh*t, i’ll do it
heavy metal blue tips, instrumental rock music
who car we usin’? who block we chalk zoning? b*tch, i’m all for it
go and warm that beef up, crack his yoke and spill his top ramen
bring the good eats through and serve him with a side of salad
vvss on me shinin’ bright, i know probably [?]
you could try but that’s stupid, the n*ggas i’m with is probably felons
.223s just tore a n*gga face up, ugh
stincy ch*nky, i was inspired by the ruler
when i’m hot, it get cold, they like, “p bipolar”
yeah, this la, bro, so i keep my blower
sorry, not sorry, know you cannot hold it
i’m so exclusive for you, b*tch, when you cannot f*ck me
green beams with long stockings, i’m with pippy lost cousin
kim juan and his folks, i’m with mei ling relatives, ugh
[chorus: duffy]
go on and let the mud spill, i keep mops by me
spin the block, we finna give a n*gga rock music
if it ain’t uchies, sorry, baby, ain’t no time for it
he wanted beef, had to let him taste this chop suey, ugh
spin the block, we finna give a n*gga rock music
n*gga
he wanted beef, had to let him taste this chop suey, b*tch
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