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chetta - where yat lyrics

[lyrics]
see i came to the club
with a choppa on me
and you know my dogs
gone follow me
and if something pop off
they gone ride for free
and we gone
we gone
we gone
we gone
we gone tear
that b+tch down
really wont play
might get found
you gone know wassup
when i get round
savage like im 21
stand down
mobbing in them red bottoms
say a lot
sipping leg lock
straight drop
she give me head
till her head drop
jet hop
bedrock
i feel like fred huh
drop dead
on a b+tch
if they say a lot
shoutout to my woes
doing fed time
ive been in the kitchen
whipping cake huh
i came with a rifle
thats that head shot
mobbing in new orleans
thats that dead lock
hit like madlock
madlock madlock
i get your head chopped
head chopped head chopped
i pop a whole lot
whole lot whole lot
i need that prime time
sip slime
slow wock
yeah shoutout my lil woadie
doing fed time
we gone bust in this b+tch
if they play light
head first with the sh+ts
when my meds right
pull up skrrt skrrt skrrt
get ya head right
see i came to the club
with that choppa on me
and you know my dogs
gone follow me
and if something pop off
they gone ride for free
and we gone
we gone
we gone
we gone
we gone
tear this motherf+cker down
where they at with it?
where they at hoe?
tear this motherf+cker down
where they at with it?
where they at hoe?

what the l!ck read
blocking in a six speed
been passing all day
b+tch you cant miss me
glock nineteen
sipping on sixteen
i was nineteen
working with a sixteen
she want a new purse
i gave her blue percs
pink molly
green earth
smoking starbursts
big work big work
like a farmer
ya b+tch mad
ya b+tch hurt
call the coroner
why they really wanna go
with a real one
send it all
let it go
tryna k!ll some
boy that kel tec
blow like a wind gust
keep on tryna tell these hoes
but they saying nothing
shh shh
they dont say none
shh shh
they dont say none
shh shh
they dont say none
shh shh
they dont say none
what the l!ck read
blocking in a six speed
been passing all day
b+tch you cant miss me
glock nineteen
sipping on sixteen
i was nineteen
working with a sixteen

- chetta lyrics

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