Choppa (feat. Darse Mayne)
Look
Um loading my choppa
I do not mix my emotions with vodka
Handle my shit like a Don
Pass me the paper
I been on my Lakers finessing this shit like Lebron
Nobody safe
Your favourite rapper prolly just a mistake
You don't want beef when you know what's at steak
I bury niggas in lucifers grave
Look at the stats numbers don't like um one in million
Prolly the reason they wanted me dead
How ironic cause they know um here for a killin'
They calling me Drake if you just a hater um thanking you later
I got a Will in this shit like um Jada
I got my mask on like Vader
Um carrying this shit like a waiter
Serving you rappers
I'll prolly kill you and murder you after
Um serving the game and um doing it backwards
Um back on my bullshit
They happen to push me
I came from the bottom
They calling me Bushwick
I dealt with the Russians
I know where to put em'
Um pinning you guys
I see the the truth and they tellin' you lies
Nigga we free past the 4th of July
Blowing my money
Like fuck a Bin Laden
They know um a problem um pushing the button
They telling me
I pull out a Draco
My shooters in Lagos
Um drippin' in sauce and they call me tomato
I got extendos
On top of the building my nigga its fatal
Yeah
Um going in deep
Flex on my haters um wet as a grease
Done it I did it 400 a piece
My money long but um keepin' it brief
Can't see my haters you niggas beneath
I can't even talk with all these diamonds on my teeth (yeah)
Drippin' on fellas niggas tryna be like me (yeah)
Walking on water I need my Jesus piece (yeah)
Smashin' on your daughter that don't sound like me (yeah)
Yeah
Boy do I look like the middle man
No am a boss am tossing a demon
And way that I floss is not for the internet
C'mon man I give a hater adrenaline yeah
And I wonder what they thought
Boy this is Destiny Christ and the cross
I got a thotie My hands on her thighs
And it's tight and then
We might just dip in the bus
Gun to your head and you probably gon bleed on it
Talk dirty on my name I make you plead on it
Pray to the maker you taking a knee on it
Love for my brothers man they just gon be honest yeah
They ain't gon like this sir
I put my life on this yeah
You know am the shit like I came out the rectum
Man they got no diapers in here
Time not on my hands it's in the wrist yea
Had to see the mud before the switch yea
Man um the hottest this year
Name another with a future this clear
Tell me I'll wait
Niggas gon copy the wave but that's okay
Might call gang in a bit
I tell 'em fetch a nigga and we did
Um in the strip club no I.D
Hunnids inside my pockets do you dig?
I got my foot on your neck
I lay my hands on the profits god damn
I like my rubbers on racks
Steady invest out my pockets yea