Released: July 22, 2018
Songwriter: NLE Choppa
[Verse 1]
Ever since I've been a youngin', I've been al up out my guala
Jamaican Don Dada, call me Top Shotta
'Lotta shooters on my rocks, they turn your brain to pasta
Throw the body in the ocean, swimmin' with them sharks, yeah
Your bitch, she a groupie
We finna make a movie
Niko and Mimi, smashin' in jacuzzis
Killers in my circles, we don't use no fuckin' Uzi's
AR's with the [?] in case we need to cool it
[Chorus]
Yeah
This big Glock, nigga, is for a opp nigga
I catch him up in traffic, his body drop, nigga
This big Glock, nigga, is for a opp nigga
Yeah
[Verse 2]
Me and my niggas, we don't do the race
We know we gonna beat the case
Fuck around and catch a body
Then I won't leave a trace
Prayin' every night, hope I make it to the heaven gates
Prayin' every night, yeah, lord can you keep it safe?
First .40, [?]
You can't, playa, play up
Have him on the T-shirt
[?] in the AR
No Love ENT
I might tat it on my face, yeah
Always been portrayed, yeah
Had so much pain, yeah
These evil thoughts up in my brain, man, it's makin' me wicked
Its time to blow up in this bitch, like a bomb, I'm tickin'
They throwin' salt on my name like they seasoning chicken
These niggas know that I'm with it
I'm sending shots at his kidney
[Outro]
Yeah
This big Glock, nigga, is for a opp nigga
I catch him up in traffic, his body drop, nigga
This big Glock, nigga, is for a opp nigga
Yeah
Ever since I've been a youngin', I've been al up out my guala
Jamaican Don Dada, call me Top Shotta
'Lotta shooters on my rocks, they turn your brain to pasta
Throw the body in the ocean, swimmin' with them sharks, yeah
Your bitch, she a groupie
We finna make a movie
Niko and Mimi, smashin' in jacuzzis
Killers in my circles, we don't use no fuckin' Uzi's
AR's with the [?] in case we need to cool it
[Chorus]
Yeah
This big Glock, nigga, is for a opp nigga
I catch him up in traffic, his body drop, nigga
This big Glock, nigga, is for a opp nigga
Yeah
[Verse 2]
Me and my niggas, we don't do the race
We know we gonna beat the case
Fuck around and catch a body
Then I won't leave a trace
Prayin' every night, hope I make it to the heaven gates
Prayin' every night, yeah, lord can you keep it safe?
First .40, [?]
You can't, playa, play up
Have him on the T-shirt
[?] in the AR
No Love ENT
I might tat it on my face, yeah
Always been portrayed, yeah
Had so much pain, yeah
These evil thoughts up in my brain, man, it's makin' me wicked
Its time to blow up in this bitch, like a bomb, I'm tickin'
They throwin' salt on my name like they seasoning chicken
These niggas know that I'm with it
I'm sending shots at his kidney
[Outro]
Yeah
This big Glock, nigga, is for a opp nigga
I catch him up in traffic, his body drop, nigga
This big Glock, nigga, is for a opp nigga
Yeah