YOPPA WIT DA CHOPPA (feat. Victrell I Am)
You ain't with the gang, hey
Bitch I'm banging big 2200 ain't no random gang, yeah
Bitch I'm in this bitch, mhm, cooling with the gang, okay
Yeah, yeah, bitch they call me Yoppa with the choppa, yeah they know my name, okay
My bitch, she love to dress me, she got some good taste
I don't even get mad when she do it, let her have her way
Bitches sippin' Casamigos, I smoke gas to the face
With my gang, shoot shit like a free throw, bitch this a throwaway (what, yeah, bow)
At the bando, look through the peep hole, no I can't catch no case (okay)
If they bust in we finna get gone, no I ain't gon' do no race
I just went to the bank, took some money out, now that's that paper chase (for real)
I will never pray on a nigga downfall cause that's the hater way, aye
(What they call you?)
Bitch they call me yoppa for a- (hold on gang)
Bitch they call me yoppa for a reason, not no random name
Bitch I'm banging big 2200, not no random gang (okay)
Why the fuck that nigga come around, he a random mane (yeah)
Bitch I got designer on my body, this that Helmut Lang (yeah)
I know I'm a rapper, but I'll still fucking hit a stain (bwah)
Bitch I'm on yo' block, I'm like a center balling in the paint, okay, yeah
Takeover '23, I done found my groove
Bossed up a lil bitch, she can't find her shoes
Cut it up, I chop a nigga vein if I'm finding it move
Tryna wake 'em up but they keep pressing on that fucking snooze
Benz driving, skrting through the streets and they can't find my marks
Big business moves, steady moving pounds but I ain't fronting no sharks
I gotta get the food, see it, if I want it I ain't sparing no darts
Then she took a nigga soul, went home and I ain't sparing no hearts
My bitch, she love to dress me, she got some good taste (yeah)
I don't even get mad when she do it, let her have her way (ooh)
Bitches sippin' Casamigos, I smoke gas to the face (ooh)
With my gang, shoot shit like a free throw, bitch this a throwaway
At the bando, look through the peep hole, no I can't catch no case (huh)
If they bust in we finna get gone, no I ain't gon' do no race (oh yeah)
I just went to the bank, took some money out, now that's that paper chase (okay)
I will never pray on a nigga downfall cause that's the hater way (okay, okay, okay-okay)
You ain't with the gang, hey
Bitch I'm banging big 2200 ain't no random gang, yeah
Bitch I'm in this bitch, mhm, cooling with the gang, okay
Yeah, yeah, bitch they call me Yoppa with the choppa, yeah they know my name, okay
Yeah, that bih dumb
Bitch I'm banging big 2200 ain't no random gang, yeah
Bitch I'm in this bitch, mhm, cooling with the gang, okay
Yeah, yeah, bitch they call me Yoppa with the choppa, yeah they know my name, okay
My bitch, she love to dress me, she got some good taste
I don't even get mad when she do it, let her have her way
Bitches sippin' Casamigos, I smoke gas to the face
With my gang, shoot shit like a free throw, bitch this a throwaway (what, yeah, bow)
At the bando, look through the peep hole, no I can't catch no case (okay)
If they bust in we finna get gone, no I ain't gon' do no race
I just went to the bank, took some money out, now that's that paper chase (for real)
I will never pray on a nigga downfall cause that's the hater way, aye
(What they call you?)
Bitch they call me yoppa for a- (hold on gang)
Bitch they call me yoppa for a reason, not no random name
Bitch I'm banging big 2200, not no random gang (okay)
Why the fuck that nigga come around, he a random mane (yeah)
Bitch I got designer on my body, this that Helmut Lang (yeah)
I know I'm a rapper, but I'll still fucking hit a stain (bwah)
Bitch I'm on yo' block, I'm like a center balling in the paint, okay, yeah
Takeover '23, I done found my groove
Bossed up a lil bitch, she can't find her shoes
Cut it up, I chop a nigga vein if I'm finding it move
Tryna wake 'em up but they keep pressing on that fucking snooze
Benz driving, skrting through the streets and they can't find my marks
Big business moves, steady moving pounds but I ain't fronting no sharks
I gotta get the food, see it, if I want it I ain't sparing no darts
Then she took a nigga soul, went home and I ain't sparing no hearts
My bitch, she love to dress me, she got some good taste (yeah)
I don't even get mad when she do it, let her have her way (ooh)
Bitches sippin' Casamigos, I smoke gas to the face (ooh)
With my gang, shoot shit like a free throw, bitch this a throwaway
At the bando, look through the peep hole, no I can't catch no case (huh)
If they bust in we finna get gone, no I ain't gon' do no race (oh yeah)
I just went to the bank, took some money out, now that's that paper chase (okay)
I will never pray on a nigga downfall cause that's the hater way (okay, okay, okay-okay)
You ain't with the gang, hey
Bitch I'm banging big 2200 ain't no random gang, yeah
Bitch I'm in this bitch, mhm, cooling with the gang, okay
Yeah, yeah, bitch they call me Yoppa with the choppa, yeah they know my name, okay
Yeah, that bih dumb
Credits
Writer(s): Jailen Hamilton, Loviticus Miller
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