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nle choppa – be about it lyrics

[intro]
ayy, ayy, ayy

[verse 1]
new feelings for the gang and i might cop a bentley
all the way, cream sequence, stars in the ceiling
we was just plotting on the murders, now i’m seeing misery
foreign hoes on my d+ck, i think this b+tch brazilian
exotic blunt, so i’m pimping when i hit my runt
that shotty pump, i wanted one, my n+gga robbed for one
my n+gga, he’ll figure it out with this tommy gun
this ratchet got a drum and i scratched the serial number
i put a period at the end of the sentence if you run on
he ran off with the pack just like he [?] hit his temple
i catch a body all black, then i go put chanel on
i’m real shiesty, cross him out, i knew that sh+t was dead wrong
shiesty ways, shiesty days, having shootouts on the e+way
bullets hit yo’ toupee, that’s if you give me road rage
knock his t++th out with this choppa, that’s a cold case
got a lot of top off from this model, she wear lingerie

[chorus]
ayy, ah, ah, better be about it
’cause my n+ggas come and see about you
i make your momma have to sleep without you
i bet they live without you
i bet they feelings die too
[verse 2]
[?] show me coochie moo, she hit the booty doo
i can’t give that hoe a dime, she tellin’ me her rent is due
play your ways, you want some money? hit that block and go pursue
you better sell that coochie boo, ’cause i ain’t got sh+t for you
back in the days i couldn’t afford the chain
now i got the icy thang
i was eating rice cakes, now i got the [?]
i’m in a crazy looking mind state
i done seen a n+gga get [?]
i’m in memphis [?] some n+ggas totin’ like they [?]
ay, i got aim inside this range rover
i’m shooting sh+t just like my name [?]
i cross him over like i’m [?]
caucasian shooting [?]
i just walked the n+gga down up in the shipment, then i walked over
i got demon vibes when i’m sober
plus i gotta keep on [?]
3d diamonds sitting on my neck, ain’t no squinting
100k, audemars piguet, ain’t no renting
ten on this f+cking percocet, it got me lifting
poured a four up in this f+cking cup, it hurt my kidneys

[chorus]
ayy, ah, ah, better be about it
’cause my n+ggas come and see about you
i make your momma have to sleep without you
i bet they live without you
i bet they feelings die too

- nle choppa lyrics

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