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chopstickz lyrics
[intro: travis scott]
(ooh) chop, chop, chop, yeah
(ooh) chop, chop, chop, chop
chopsticks, chopsticks, chopsticks (yeah)
her legs chopsticks, chopsticks, chopsticks (alright)
(ooh) chop, chop, chop, yeah
(ooh) chop, chop, chop, chop (it’s lit)chopsticks, chopsticks, chopsticks (yeah)
i love them chopsticks, chopsticks, chopsticks (alright)

[verse 1: pusha t]
valentino summers and wave runners
chains on my n*ggas like slave runners
drug dealers anonymous
how many madonnas can that mazda fit?
my brick talk is more than obvious, it’s ominous
garages, the phantom, ghouls, ghosts and goblins
blonde mohawk the collection i’m dennis rodman
the money count is the only moment of silence
cause hush money balances all this drugs and violence

[chorus: travis scott]
chop, chop, chop
chopsticks, chopsticks, chopsticks (yeah)
i love them chopsticks, chopsticks, chopsticks (alright)
(ooh) chop, chop, chop, yeah
(ooh) chop, chop, chop, chop
chopsticks, chopsticks, chopsticks (yeah)
her legs chopsticks, chopsticks, chopsticks (alright)
[verse 2: pusha t]
now that the tears dry and the pain takes over
let’s talk this payola (payola)
you k!lled god’s baby when it wasn’t his will
and blood spill, we can’t talk this sh*t over (this sh*t over)
the lord is my shepherd, i am not sheep
i am just a short stone’s throw from the streets
i bring my offerin’, i will not preach
awaken my demons, you can hear that man screaming
i’m no different than the priest, priest
they say that death comes in threes, how appropriate (‘propriate)
triple back, they rush in like soviets (soviets)
at the kremlin
searchin’ for the green like a gremlin, presidential emblem
presidential tint on this sh*t that i am driven in (woo!)
i just place orders and drop dollars
rottweilers roam the grounds, the glock hollers
the three of y’all too accessible
seen all the wrong moves, watchin’ the untouchables
we don’t do vegetables, n*ggas get flatlined
welcome all beef, then we heat ’em with flat irons
your plans are backfiring, think of double*crossin’ a priest
hail mary, repeat after me

[chorus: travis scott]
chop, chop, chop
chopsticks, chopsticks, chopsticks (yeah)
i love them chopsticks, chopsticks, chopsticks (alright)
(ooh) chop, chop, chop

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