Choppin It

Runnin like Im clutchin
Runnin like Im clutchin
Runnin like Im clutchin & Im runnin like Im
Runnin like Im clutchin
I be bippity & sauce wit da sauce & im dope runnin
Keep a stick wit me I'm choppin it chop the chop gunnin
Got the VV's the rocks come out the crock stunnin
Wanna look for me I'm not not not not duckin

I'm bout to leave the scene of bein broke no longer bummin
Been singing since a kid I couldn't talk a baby hummin
I came out wit a surprise they tell me look who you becomin
I be laying down that pipe you would think I'm talkin plumbin

Pull up wit a stick
Pull up wit a brick yuh
Oh she on them glyphs? Guess I'm on them glyphs huh
Ask me do I miss her I say nah I never miss huh
Cheating you don't know I guess the ignorance is bliss huh
She touched me inconsently I'm about to drop a "Me Too"
Fynna drop my album you would think this shit a reboot
Copyrightin pictures got me goin thru a dispute
Bad experiences got this love lookin so dilute

It's diluted (it's diluted)
& polluted (& polluted)
I be trickin I be lyin I be losin (I be losin)
But whats the difference (what it is)
It ain't a difference (hell nah)
The only way we go bye's one of us go cry
But I can't do that (nah I can't)
No I can't do that (nah I won't)
She tried to leave I told her bye & now I'm thru that
She ask me why I'm not trying I'm lettin her go fly
I told her beggin ain't my style

I said baby I be bippity & sauce wit da sauce & im dope runnin
Keep a stick wit me I'm choppin it chop the chop gunnin
Got the VV's the rocks come out the crock stunnin
Wanna look for me I'm not not not not duckin

He serving across state lines that's road runnin
Don't think the packets land everytime I'm not bluffin
Your runners gettin caught you really think they ain't jumpin
Keep your circle close these niggas sweeter than a muffin
Sweeter than a muffin, faker than a muppet
Pull the strings attached & you'll control em like a puppet
I had to walk away she wouldn't let me so I cut it
You would think a nigga lyin I'm flyin wit snoop doggy
They say I'm actin different? I guess I'm acting different
I had to take a risk I had to reach out for the biscuit
Speak into existence
Break out of the system
Trippin if you think I'm gon sit back quiet & listen

& if I ever fall, back against the wall
I see a tunnel vision my goal's at the end the hall
I told you I keep it gangsta like Gotti or Paul Wall
I'm a natural at killing the beats like I'm Dayvon
Or maybe like rich quan im really a young don
I don't fit in wit the crowd I be feelin so out of place
I don't fit in wit the crowd I be feelin so out of place
I don't fit in wit the crowd I be feelin so out of place

I be bippity & sauce wit da sauce & im dope runnin
Keep a stick wit me I'm choppin it chop the chop gunnin
Got the VV's the rocks come out the crock stunnin
Wanna look for me I'm not not not not duckin



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