Ttg

I'm a pistol popper
Fetty wapper
Hella shopper
Fendi copper
Rock designer
Fit it proper
Fresh the line up
Im the doctor
Swing the chopper
Helicopter
Get to rollin like the rocker
Whip the whip im Betty Crocker
Get the door the feds is knocking
I just told em get the rope
I fucked that bitch she can't elope
A hundred bitches in the spot
A hundred niggas trained to go
Say what the fuck
I don't know
I drive it fast
I count it slow
I pick em eenie miney mo
Im tall im balling
Final four

I put some Christians on my feet
I rock the swag i'm so elite
I'm in her chest im going deep
Got all the water over me
I'm in my bag i'm over geeked
A purple soda oda feign
Them roxxies took control of me
Them roxxies took control of me
We gon pop that bitch
And drop that bitch
And spot whoever like that bitch
That blunt is fat just light that bitch
Her ass is fat I like that shit
Rock all these chains on biker shit
I hit the jay on Michael shit
That rowdy Roddy Piper shit
My niggas they on sniper shit
I said Cal with g's he trained to go
Hak he on it trained to go
Say Louie Mack he trained to go
Yea San is on it trained to go
Zilla Khai trained to go
Kwadie Joe he trained to go
Relly Rell he trained to go
And Sam and Bo he trained to go

I'm a pistol popper
Fetty wapper
Hella shopper
Fendi copper
Rock designer
Fit it proper
Fresh the line up
Im the doctor
Swing the chopper
Helicopter
Get to rollin like the rocker
Whip the whip im Betty Crocker
Get the door the feds is knocking
I just told em get the rope
I fucked that bitch she can't elope
A hundred bitches in the spot
A hundred niggas trained to go
Say what the fuck
I don't know
I drive it fast
I count it slow
I pick em eenie miney mo
Im tall im balling
Final four



Credits
Writer(s): Darien Thompson
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