Creative Gold - Choppas On Deck lyrics

[Verse 1: Creative Gold] Let me take a shot, only thing that keep me calm is liquor and pot Chill with all the talking I'm taking the spot I'm never gonna forfeit, my wave too hot Came here to get it poppin, Jazzy, Stockton f**ing with the west coast, one love to Compton We get it jumping, we grave hopping We k**ing these n***as, banana peeling these n***as I'm the wordplay a**a**in, Dojo master The reason buddy never got to flip his ta**el Beast banging Brooklyn brother Really wish we didn't have to k** each other But f** that you wanna get a million brother So bad you won't even tell your girl you love her But I'm a different n***a The baby face k**er Guarantee you never find a n***a much iller Running with my n***as Till I'm body in the dirt Feeling like Casper, spaced off the purp Ferg what it is we putting in that work Talking straight to the boss Never dealing with the clerk Know it hurt, when I press a couple bu*tons Get you murk, for a verse And a pa**enger seat up in the hearse Raw mentality, menace to reality Put me in the booth Andrew, fatality I'm f**ing chameleon Just playing the cards they dealing Tunechi, 2 Chainz, put up with no ceilings Four middle fingers n***a f** yo feelings Gone off the Henny In my old school pennies Talking sh** cause I can Going dumb like I'm Lenny n***a hold it down sh** could really change if we pull up And you f** around and say the wrong name I'm from Brownsville n***a, we don't play that sh** My East New York n***as gonna load them clips My bedstuy n***as gonna die for this My Crown Heights n***as gonna ride for this Burn rubber by your soul n***a Who we racing all these old n***as We the new, already told n***as 97 MJ, ballin' like Jim J Going for the six ring better know n***a [Hook: A$AP Ferg x2] I got these choppas on deck And the 9 is on deck And the llamas on deck Just in case you ain't heard what I say