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spell it out - young chop lyrics

[intro]
young chop on the beat
mmm, mmm, yeah
turn up chop, let ’em know, chop

[chorus]
yeah, i drive fast cars, yeah, srt
yeah, i f-ck bad broads, yeah, big d
yeah, i’m like john cena, y’all not seein’ me
yeah, i smoke indica, yeah, thc
yeah, n-gg-s be bitin’ my swag tryna be like me
yeah, i got big guns, yeah, g-u-n
yeah, you my number one (what?) f-a-n
gotta get back on the road, that sh-t was f-u-n

[verse 1]
yeah, n-gg-s be frontin’ their moves, they doin’ the same sh-t
yeah, i got big money, yeah, racks, b-tch
yeah, these are one-of-ones, these ain’t cheap, ho
finesse a b-tch out her mouth, yeah, she deepthroat
before i do a show i get the backend
money be pourin’ in, sound like it’s thunderin’
keep that f&n, can’t get caught lackin’
fast cars, that’s the only thing that i’m ridin’ in

[verse 2]
put a bounty on yo head, as we speak
n-gg-s tweetin’ on the net like they can’t get touched
all my n-gg-s with the sh-ts, they’ll f-ck you up
yeah, i remember them days we ain’t have sh-t, now i’m rich as f-ck
pull up bentley truck, back-to-back aventador
hit up michigan, yeah i’m ’bout to go spend some more (cash)
fendi, gucci, louis, everything is foreign (foreign)
fast cars, that’s the only thing that i’m ridin’ in

- young chop lyrics

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