Trippie Redd - Yoppa lyrics

[Hook/Chorus – Trippie Redd & Chris Brown] Flexing on you, I’m yo’ father “ayy” Choppa spitting lugees like a m-----------g Llama “ayy” Got the big racks on me, b---h I’m thumbing through them commas Presidential rollie got me feeling like Obama “woo” Blew up big, got me feeling like Osama P---y rapping ’bout that choppa B---h you know I keep a Yoppa “yeah” Know I keep a Yoppa, b---h you know I keep a Yoppa Know I told her yeah but b---h you know I keep a Yoppa, keep a Yoppa [Verse 1 – Chris Brown] Keep it on me, it stay on me at all times Don’t sleep on me, don’t speak on me, its suicide Aim it at your brain, it’s insane how them slugs fly Codeine purple rain Is this what it means when doves cry? Never leave my piece, .40 under the seat Protect my family ’cause I don’t trust the police now Love my choppa and I know she loves me Ain’t no safety ’cause it got the lemon squeeze [Pre-Hook/Chorus – Chris Brown] Don’t even try You ain’t bout that life You ain’t ready to die Choppa tell the truth, it expose yo’ life [Hook/Chorus – Trippie Redd & Chris Brown] Flexing on you, I’m yo’ father “ayy, father” Choppa spitting lugees like a m-----------g Llama “ayy” Got the big racks on me, b---h I’m thumbing through them commas Presidential rollie got me feeling like Obama “yeah” Blew up big, got me feeling like Osama P---y rapping ’bout that choppa B---h you know I keep a Yoppa “yeah” Know I keep a Yoppa, b---h you know I keep a Yoppa Know I told her yeah but b---h you know I keep a Yoppa, keep a Yoppa [Verse 2 – Chris Brown] Keep a Yoppa, my n---a I keep a choppa If you put it in, your gun jam, sayonara, c’est la vie Say you got a problem my n**, so what’s the problem? It can go down right now, just slide up Should think smarter, should think better And I ain’t ’bout to argue with a grown a-s n---a I ain’t here to play no games, give a f--k who you claim Choppa on me, this the gang, I let it bang [Pre-Hook/Chorus – Chris Brown] Don’t even try You ain’t bout that life You ain’t ready to die Choppa tell the truth, it expose yo’ life [Hook/Chorus – Trippie Redd & Chris Brown] Flexing on you, I’m yo’ father “ayy” Choppa spitting lugees like a m-----------g Llama “ayy” Got the big racks on me, b---h I’m thumbing through them commas Presidential rollie got me feeling like Obama “woo” Blew up big, got me feeling like Osama P---y rapping ’bout that choppa B---h you know I keep a Yoppa “yeah” Know I keep a Yoppa, b---h you know I keep a Yoppa Know I told her yeah but b---h you know I keep a Yoppa, keep a Yoppa