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whoppa wit da choppa – viral lyrics

[intro]
bllllatt! (hey, drilltime, haha)
aye, big whop in this, b+tch
aye, gang, aye
aye, aye, aye (drilltime, what you cookin’ up my n+gga?)

[verse]
big glock in my pants
make a n+gga go viral, tiktok, but he dead
get stepped on like a toe in this b+tch
smoke a n+gga like a ‘port in this b+tch
and you know i’m cutthroat, throwin’ 4’s in this b+tch
disrespectful n+gga, called your girl a hoe and a b+tch
187 was the youngest n+ggas with them double clips
no bap, really shot a n+gga with my brother sh+t
we’ll make a n+gga famous, put him on the news quick
that boy on the tv, gang news4jax that n+gga
never worked for the government, but we taxеd that n+gga
what class he is? when he graduating? d+mn, thеy clapped that n+gga
rollin’ up a whole three+five, but this that fat lil’ n+gga
laced up my black forces, finna slide on your street
i’ve been watching your house all night, like that b+tch tv
n+gga know we spin this b+tch again, like a dvd
big gun knocked him out of sp+ce, call that boy e.t
they’re like, “whop, is you blood, why you always throwing all b’s?’
they say, “whop, is you cuz?”, all these blues on me
stop asking all them questions ‘fore i put your ass on a tee
got a chopper from the swiss army and that b+tch make beats, aye
i’m from 1200 block, n+gga know how i rock
that boy got cooked like crack, that boy got straight dropped
you can keep your pants on, baby, i want straight top
you would’ve thought she was a opp, hit her with a face shot
catch you listening to the opps, we’re shootin’ up the whole car
oh, you on pills bootin’ up, boy, you finna get popped
when you gon’ shoot that b+tch, n+gga, is them guns f+ckin’ props?
and i’ll beat a n+gga ass, boy, you’re gettin’ knocked out
shot that boy so many times, they don’t know how he ain’t die
must’ve had an angel with him, still don’t know how he ain’t fly
who can take the most bullets? cracka and kshordy got a tie
i know they play warzone, all the f+ckin’ self+revives
put a hole in a n+gga, we just call him cheerios
f+ck the sh+t out a b+tch, only time i’m k!llin’ hoes
sl!ck back, i’m a mac, big whop be pimping hoes
aye, baby, bounce that ass, let me see them titties, hoe
say she on a period, b+tch, is you serious?
i told her, “ain’t no point of me coming, if a n+gga ain’t hittin’ it”
she said, “boy you always over here, it ain’t no difference”
but when i come, i always f+ck, so baby, make it make sense

[outro]
aye, big whop
n+gga know how i rock
aye (grrrrtt)
aye, aye, drilltime, what you cookin’ up?

- whoppa wit da choppa lyrics

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