JG Trigga - Karate Chop (Remix) lyrics

[Intro] Yea You know what it is man Future Chop chop chop chop chop [Hook: Future] Slang a bunch of narcotics Pull up in that new Rari Livin like John Gotti Chopping bricks like karate Drink a bunch of codeine Serving to the dope fiends Blowing money, stay clean Michael Jackson, Billie Jean [Verse 1: Jeremih] Carry a bottle and I'm on my coup Hey girl just leave yo man You know he's fool fool He got cuckoo problems I got boo cuckoo Just mocking for Giato That's them loose do do All you know so soon I just hear soon soon Trash she just been that on I go blue for two Naaaa, this not in rotation Blue jean pin that's my elevation Ass so low Trying to my Asians Hop up on a plane with no destination Shorty got that brain They say what's so cool Running all these trains All we do so soon [Hook: Future] Slang a bunch of narcotics Pull up in that new Rari Livin like John Gotti Chopping bricks like karate Drink a bunch of codeine Serving to the dope fiends Blowing money, stay clean Michael Jackson, Billie Jean [Verse 2: JG Trigga] Fruity Loops Jeans Lil Weezy rapping king Rest in bed lemme sleep So holla me... b**hes drinking lotta, see? Crazy a** working dolla Over get it mean... A$AP Ferg, Rocky team Summer Jam team Iggy gonna be the queen... Cali-fornia Ima be Spitting my rapping, kid So lemme be Demin jeans tight hard Rip it let it free Girl you look so fine drop that Ass over me... Drop it in Ducati Rolling Roll Royce and red Fer-rari (Hook) Slang a bunch of narcotics Pull up in that new Rari Livin like John Gotti Chopping bricks like karate Drink a bunch of codeine Serving to the dope fiends Blowing money, stay clean Michael Jackson, Billie Jean [Verse 3: Wiz Khalifa] Bandana on the K, that's a karate chop Hit him one time, he'll lose a body part Takin shots of gin, smoking til my lungs are dark I'm a Taylor Gang n***a, I ain't got a heart For that new car dark, I just got a plot I'm a f**in rap star, I ain't got a boss 911 skirtin', see me ridin' in the shirtless It's curtains, you worthless You hurtin', for certain Rollin' up a pound of kush, karate choppin' trees True sleeve, Jet Li, I got the best weed I was only 14 when I started rappin' Features down in Mozaic when they started clappin' I'm from Where they Yea, my n***a Future This beat is so so rich [Hook: Future] Slang a bunch of narcotics Pull up in that new Rari Livin like John Gotti Chopping bricks like karate Drink a bunch of codeine Serving to the dope fiends Blowing money, stay clean Michael Jackson, Billie Jean