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nle choppa - untold lyrics

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

[chorus]
her p-ssy is wet like the water (the water), she cop me a jet ski (a jet ski)
she say that i’m fine, she say that i’m s-xy, she wanna s-x me (she wanna f-ck)
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 ecstasy

[verse]
b-tch, 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 rapist
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 n-gga, 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 c-m
b-tch, i’m ballin’ every season, call me roddy ricch (rich)
made an oath to my gang that i won’t ever switch
i cut down my gr-ss ’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)
b-tch, i’m eatin’ percocets like a chicken tender
gave a b-tch the wood, then she caught a splinter
rockin’ mclaren, the fall and the winter
b-tch, get up off me, i already nutted
you see the doorkn-b, b-tch, you better touch it (b-tch)
they say that i’m crazy, my gun, i’m clutchin’
the way i grew up, man, a n-gga was rugged
you open your legs but i want you to suck it
call a n-gga 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 (wrist)
red dot on my stick, when i up, don’t miss
old dumb -ss ho tried to give me a kiss
smack a b-tch in the face, tell her suck this d-ck
so many percs, b-tch, i’m too d-mn high
i was so d-mn high that i thought i had died
my b-tch, 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 b-tch
got an ar-15 and it might overheat
so a n-gga 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 sh-t ’cause a n-gga fearin’ the tec
glock on my hip so i limp when i walk
she got my d-ck on her breath every time she talk
you would think i got aids ’cause a n-gga too raw
god made me perfect, i ain’t got no flaws
your sack get took, b-tch, i got your bricks
got a long -ss d-ck like i’m blind in this b-tch
if you playin’ hide and seek, we gon’ find that b-tch
f-ck a .30 cal’, i got a nine in this b-tch
call a n-gga big snoop ’cause a young n-gga crippin’
and if i catch him slippin’, then he come up missin’
i’ma shoot up his house, he gon’ die while he sh-ttin’
shot that boy in the head, he ain’t doin’ no healin’, yeah

[outro]
nle, b-tch
top shotta, n-gga
know what the f-ck goin’ on
cashmoneyap, what up with it, n-gga?
b-tch -ss n-gga, ho -ss n-gga
love you, n-gga
grape

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