CHOPPACITA Lyrics

Take me back to them better days when I was a better me

Pulling up to school in a fit looking super clean

And them hoes was loving me

Cause a young nigga was ballin had them hoop dreams

And even though I ain't still hooping I be shooting things

Stay up in the field with the steel always on my d

If you play with gang they gon have to yellow tape the scene

Red light blue light you gon hear them sirens sing

You must be a stupid nigga if you fucking with SG

Rolling with protection on me and it got a red beam

We got attachments

Only in the daytime you niggas gettin passes

Real hitters pop out after night we get to blasting

Niggas can't fuck with the gang they know

Hit em with the flame give em hell when it blow

On my hip is where it stay so what the fuck I'm fighting for

I was just a youngin when I started stepping off that porch

Hit em with that torch leave that nigga scorched

Niggas ain't on shit so I be shooting til I score

Fuck his bitch different positions got it looking like its porn

She a freak on her knees like she praying to the lord

Screaming dbg telling me that I'm the best

She loving how I do it with these diamonds on my neck

And she only coming through if she fucking on the set

Cause she know we headed straight up to the top we up next

If it ain't about the money and you call I'll be pissed

Always staying on my hustle cause I always want some shit

Since a jit finding ways to get it quick

Made a stack then learned to flip always staying on my shit

Niggas saying I ain't it but I'm steady dropping hits

In the party going crazy dirty game in this bitch

Got the bitches shaking ass throw it back get it lit

Pouring Dusse out the bottle nigga come and take a sip nigga

And I'm really just getting this money for real

Don't let me catch you lacking cause you always out with bae

Riding round town in that silver chevrolet

Sparkles on the wheel we can see you down the way

Put the beam up on the dash 105 get away

Feel untouchable we playing defense yeah we sitting comfortable

Teach you how to move come to school pack a lunch-able

Niggas bitch for real lil nigga what you fronting for

Said you got a stick well the gang got a bunch of those

I usually be chilling but if a nigga fuck with me I turn into a villain

These demons in my head they be telling me to kill em

But angles on my side they be telling me don't fill em

Everybody know rae dubb he the realist

Keeping it a hundred cause you know he bout his business

All that talking on the net but niggas know that I ain't tripping

Cause me I'm really with it me I'm really spinning

Niggas say they riding round town and they can't find me

Nigga is you trying I'm out every day what you think that I be lying

Who you deep frying we ain't in no shell we in the car spinning sliding

Fuck nigga hoe nigga

What you boutta blow nigga

You ain't got no pole got it tooken from the po nigga

Shit up in the trunk that'll take you off your toes nigga

Mask on leave no trace get you gone case closed fuck nigga