NLE Choppa - It’s Up lyrics

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NLE Choppa - It’s Up lyrics

[Intro] Walk out that hoe Put the pole that ni**a dome Make sure you leave his brains at the door [Verse 1] Fifty shots up out this ARP, don't you play with me And if the ni**a say it's up, you know that sh*t don't stay with me I ain't tryna to meet nowhere, I pull up where you stay on me Hunnid rounds up out this 308 and I was one deep 7.62's detach his body parts, that sh*t a wrap Crooked dykes I make 'em move when I'm shootin' in the trap He was hotboxin' this whip, pull up, put his head in his lap Better believe if I said, I meant it, that sh*t no cap (ay, yeah) Me and the gang, we thuggin' so hard We might've just catch us a RICO charge Hunnid some Crips, wе up in the party You know that we don't give a fu*k 'bout thе Sargeant Put him on the ground right after we spark him, we can call that a murder garden Thuggin' too hard, a ni**a tried to check me I said, "I beg your pardon?" Had the glizzy up in my Ethika drawers I step back, then I spark him Shot these ni**as, Ty Lawson Hole in his head like he was a fu*king dolphin Make your mamma buy a coffin Told 'em "stop cryin' [?] Make her swallow and gargle Hit from the back, I'ma have to fu*kin' dog her [Chorus] Don't get caught without your gun 'Cause after dark we gon' kill anyone I spot a opp, so you know he's done He ain't do nothin' to me, we just kill for no reason [Verse 2] Lean on the blunt Tropicana Fruits in the runt You can't hit this blunt You ain't help me roll this fu*kin' blunt Try to buck me who? Buck me what? We ain't goin' for nothin' When I up this b*tch up out my hip, boy you better run Got the glizzy dirty, so I had to get another gun Say she wanna have my kids, so I put it on her tongue Hunnid round drum, on the choppa look like Tommy Gun How the fu*k he gon' survive with the money on your dome? Walk in your house, and then I kill you with your mommy in your home 'Cause that lil' Choppa, he be reekin', this that murderer cologne Why your body smell like that? 'Cause them fu*kin' bodies in the trunk Y'all took a shot right out your melon [?] They like Choppa "what you smokin' on?" I'm smokin' on this skunk I pin the tail up on that opp, now that boy look like he a donkey 7.62's leave all those holes look like you was shoppin' at Dunkin' My Lil' Mexican stabbin' sh*t, he carve you out just like a pumpkin [Chorus] Don't get caught without your gun 'Cause after dark we gon' kill anyone I spot a opp, so you know he's done He ain't do nothin' to me, we just kill for no reason [Outro] Top Shotta, got the bombs like Al-Qaeda