Chop Out

Huh

I'm ridin' 'round with my chop now
Brand new Beam' with the top down
Baby, not now
When I step up out the house I keep my Glock out

She wanna be my spouse and I'm like, "Not now"
She wanna use her mouth and I'm like, "Not now"
Brand new AR take a cop out
We finna go on a lick, you better not cop out
Choppa get a nigga hit, now he on the ground
I'm gonna fuck this bitch, why you lookin' down?
Brand new racks, let's go to Saks Fifth
They wanna fuck with my raps, say I won't miss
Ridin' 'round with that choppa, send a Blitz
This lil' bit' give top and this bi' lit
Bitch, I'm getting guap, I'm going big
I don't want that thot, she on my dick

I'm ridin' 'round with my chop now
Brand new Beam' with the top down
Baby, not now
When I step up out the house I keep my Glock out



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Writer(s): Jace Lavoer Salter, Frederick Kabunda
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