Bulletproof (feat. NLE Choppa)

(BandP-) big Frozone (ayo, BandPlay)
Let's go (ka-ching)
Big Grim Reaper Gang, uh, let's go

Uh (uh), yeah (yeah)
Lil' - runnin' his mouth like he bulletproof (boy, you not bulletproof)
No, I can't argue, boy, that's what them - do (that's what them - do)
Hitters on go, it's no cost to get rid of you (get rid of you)
- want smoke 'bout the -, yeah, he miserable (he miserable)

FN on me if he tryna get physical (he critical, uh)
Whoa, I ain't wanna do it, this - 'bout the principle (whoa)
They love when I'm swingin' my chain, that's my signature (my signature)
Ain't with the media beef or subliminals (or subliminals)
I'ma pull up just to check - temperature (check - temperature)

He can't repeat what he said, now he - up (- up)
Uh (whoa), I got money and drip, what the - I need feelings for? (- I need feelings for?)
Wock' in my cup, fell in love with the double cup (double cup)
Them - mad 'cause we won't let 'em link with us (whoa)

Send a - through my phone, yeah, I call it a kill switch
Hit like a Drac', -ch here a Kel-Tec
I need the plug on the drank, where the seals at?
Uh, Wop got the drop from a -, now we know where he live at

Tell 'em free Dread, we still tryna appeal that
- got me nauseous, still might throw a - back
Double R Gang, we the Rugrats
Step on an opp, leave his back where the rug at

We can't beef if you broke, I'm above that
Reapers with me, you can still get your soul snatched
Ain't no ask, I don't know where the - at
Me and Pyrex tryna see where them 'bows at
Wanna beef 'cause he know where his - at
After I - her, she ain't wanna go back

Uh (uh), yeah (yeah)
Lil' - runnin' his mouth like he bulletproof (boy, you not bulletproof)
No, I can't argue, boy, that's what them - do (that's what them - do)
Hitters on go, it's no cost to get rid of you (get rid of you)
- want smoke 'bout the -, yeah, he miserable (he miserable)

FN on me if he tryna get physical (he critical, uh)
Whoa, I ain't wanna do it, this - 'bout the principle (whoa)
They love when I'm swingin' my chain, that's my signature (my signature)
Ain't with the media beef or subliminals (or subliminals)

I'ma pull up just to check - temperature (check - temperature)
He can't repeat what he said, now he - up (- up)
Uh (whoa), I got money and drip, what the - I need feelings for? (- I need feelings for?)
Wock' in my cup, fell in love with the double cup (double cup)
Them - mad 'cause we won't let 'em link with us (whoa)

Bulletproof double-R in traffic, draggin' pallet to pallet
This Draco (brrt), go with my fashion
Every gun that I see, I gotta have it (let's go)
Fanatic attachment, the switch shoot rapid (frrt, frrt, frrt)

Link up and see who can shoot it the fastest (let's go)
Accurate, daiquiri, give him shots, shots, shots, then he start staggerin' (mmm)
Stamped him, light him up, lamp him, get close, clamp him (clamp him)
Take his diss song, get him killed, then sample him (sample him)

Get a - whacked for free, that's my style
Make him a famous animal, ask Lil Quez how it get 'bout Scott
When Scott got shot, I was in that car, slidin' (brrt), Draco firin'
-, I'm the truth, don't cross that line

Memphis, Tennessee, put it on my back (on my back)
- might tick if I don't stay intact (stay intact)
Say you'll do me bad, that's if if I lack (that's if I lack)
If the roles reverse, we don't run nothin' back (we don't run nothin' back)
Slam 'em, Big Show, nobody wanna get hit like a big -
Make him take one for team, that fire, last thing a - had seen
Died (died), make a - wish it's a dream, man

Uh (uh), yeah (yeah)
Lil' - runnin' his mouth like he bulletproof (boy, you not bulletproof)
No, I can't argue, boy, that's what them - do (that's what them - do)
Hitters on go, it's no cost to get rid of you (get rid of you)
- want smoke 'bout the -, yeah, he miserable (he miserable)

FN on me if he tryna get physical (he critical, uh)
Whoa, I ain't wanna do it, this - 'bout the principle (whoa)
They love when I'm swingin' my chain, that's my signature (my signature)
Ain't with the media beef or subliminals (or subliminals)
I'ma pull up just to check - temperature (check - temperature)

He can't repeat what he said, now he bitchin' up (- up)
Uh (whoa), I got money and drip, what the - I need feelings for? (- I need feelings for?)
Wock' in my cup, fell in love with the double cup (double cup)
Them - mad 'cause we won't let 'em link with us (whoa)

(BandP-)



Credits
Writer(s): Bryson Potts, Krishon O'brien Gaines, Alexander Woods, Frank Dechellis, Taylor Sanchez
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