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nle choppa – untold (clean) lyrics

[intro]
cashmoneyap
nle choppa
nle, top shotta ++++ (pyroman)
don dada, yeah, don dada
ayy, yeah, yeah

[chorus]
her +++++ is wet like the water (the water), she call me a jet ski (a jet ski)
she say that i’m fine, she say that i’m s+xy, she wanna +++ me (she wanna ++++)
back then i was broke, they called me a joke, and they wouldn’t text me (they wouldn’t text me, nah)
now she digestin’ my kids like it was +++++++

[verse]
+++++, i got it out the mud like i’m lil baby (out the mud)
and i got a lot of bodies like i was a ++++++
if 12 pull me over, i’ma try to race ’em
if he got a lot of bricks, i’ma try to snake him
k!ll a +++++, put his body in the trunk (trunk)
meditated with my gun like a monk (like a monk)
murder on my mind, screamin’, “redrum”
open up your mouth when i’m finna +++
b+tch, i’m ballin’ every season, call me roddy ricch (ricch)
made an oath to my gang that i won’t ever switch
i cut down my grass ’cause i can hear the hiss
my glock on my hip and it’s pokin’ out my ‘fit
i just copped another sprinter, it is not a rental (not a rental)
+++++, i’m eatin’ percocets like a chicken tender
gave a +++++ the wood, then she caught a splinter
rockin’ moncler in the fall and the winter
+++++, get up off me, i already ++++++
you see the doorkn+b, b+tch, you better touch it
they say that i’m crazy, my gun, i’m clutchin’
the way i grew up, man, a +++++ was rugged
you open your legs but i want you to ++++ it
call a +++++ mc ’cause you better not touch me
lay a finger on this chain, i’m uppin’ my thang and knockin’ your m+ffin
diamond on my neck, ap on my wrist
red dot on my stick, when i up, don’t miss
old dumb +++ +++ tried to give me a kiss
smack a +++++ in the face, tell her ++++ this ++++
so many percs, +++++, i’m too d+mn ++++
i was so d+mn ++++ that i thought that i died
my +++++, she a rider like bonnie and clyde
one day, swear to god, i’ma make her a bride
clutchin’ my metal, i’m clutchin’ my stick
if you run up on me, you get hit with this +++++
got an ar+15 and it might overheat
so a +++++ just bought another coolant kit
i’m a big dawg up in the game
you a poodle, i’m a great dane mixed with a pit’
and i’m on some osama bin laden ++++ ’cause a +++++ finna tick
glock on my hip so i limp when i walk
she got my ++++ on her breath every time she talk
you would think i got aids ’cause a +++++ too raw
god made me perfect, i ain’t got no flaws
your sack get took, +++++, i got your bricks
got a long ass stick like i’m blind in this +++++
if you playin’ hide and seek, we gon’ find that b+tch
++++ a .30 cal’, i got a nine in this +++++
call a +++++ big snoop ’cause a young +++++ crippin’
and if i catch him slippin’, then he come up missin’
i’ma shoot up his house, he gon’ die while he +++++++’
shoot that boy in the head, he ain’t doin’ no healin’, yeah
[outro]
nle, +++++
top shotta, +++++
know what the ++++ goin’ on
cashmoneyap, what up with it, +++++?
love you, +++++
grape

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