Songwriter: NLE Choppa
[Intro]
Man look, yeah, yeah
Ha, fuck it up nigga
Yeah, wreck the party fuck it up, take that shit down
Ayy
[Verse 1]
Wreck the club, fuck it up we might just stop the promoter
The AR pistol in my hand, bitch I don't need a holster
We totin' hunnid round drums, so we comin' like motor
And all we know is redrum, we get to tweakin' like Sosa
Wreck the party, fuck it up, we got strippers in the section
Bitch I'm only sixteen, I got grown hoes sexting
Like a special ass student, a nigga better not test me
If this nigga do, I swear to god it's getting deadly
A hunnid shots up in the coupe, tryna lay a nigga down
Bitch I'm too hot like moon rock, and you know I run the town
Ain't with all of that talkin', that discussin', I get to bustin'
Yeah that Glock what I'm tuckin', if I up it, I knock his muffin
I got a MAC-11 mac n' cheese
And you know it's lemon squeeze
I ain't gotta think about it, nigga I'ma shoot with ease
When I leave the house, you know that bitch is on my hip
I'ma slam a nigga down, you can call me Shawn Kemp
I'ma shoot out all my hollows, dump the whole clip
Nigga watch yo' fuckin' mouth, 'fore I shoot you in the lip
Bitch I'm stacking all my chips, but I don't fuck with dip
Bitch I love making niggas bleed, but I fuck with Crips
I was hittin' licks, skipping school, I ain't fuck with class
Had the Glock 23 sitting in my bookbag
I'ma up the pistol on my teacher, if I didn't pass
Man fuck school, I'm rich, tell them people kiss my ass
Bitch, I jumped out the Porsche and now we see eleven ducking down
And my niggas wrapping bags, they don't even need a stamp
[?] the judge, and you know I'm making bail
I've been a demon all my life, I think that I belong in hell
Bitch, I'm hotter than lava, pray to the lord so I can prosper
Keep snitchin' man, now I'm hangin' with my shottas
I got some bold ruffians, they be screamin' out "Allah"
Baby Mexico Choppa, make a nigga cha cha
[Interlude]
Fuck the club up, fuck it up, yeah
Fuck the club up, fuck it up, yeah
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up, fuck the club up
Fuck it up, yeah, yeah
[Verse 2]
Don't do no talkin' when we beefin', let that choppa talk for me
You know I'm bangin' for my gang, and it's to the [?]
Bitch, I pull up on yo' street, put another opp to sleep
Man he should've never made a pose, now he RIP
So many guns, I can go to war with Russia
I'ma burn him like I'm Usher
Like a Backwood, I'ma smoke him
Then I put him in a duffel
Bitch my niggas roll with pistols, we don't use our fuckin' knuckles
I'ma attack with fire then you won't catch me in a scuffle
I'm the lion in the jungle, you ain't cut like [?]
Bitch, they call me HIV cause you can't fuck with ease
Man I dare a fuck nigga try to send me a diss
I sent him hit, while I'm fuckin' on another nigga bitch
I put a scope up on my Glock, so it can shoot like a choppa
I put the lean up in the bottle, like a nigga a toddler
I shoot a nigga in the neck, so I'm poppin' his collar
Put tape up on that nigga mouth, so he won't holler
They askin' how I'm in the club, I ain't over sixteen
Man shut the fuck up, 'cause my Glock 23
I need everybody fuck the club up on 3
Nigga 1, 2, 3, fuck the club up nigga (Ha, pop)
Man look, yeah, yeah
Ha, fuck it up nigga
Yeah, wreck the party fuck it up, take that shit down
Ayy
[Verse 1]
Wreck the club, fuck it up we might just stop the promoter
The AR pistol in my hand, bitch I don't need a holster
We totin' hunnid round drums, so we comin' like motor
And all we know is redrum, we get to tweakin' like Sosa
Wreck the party, fuck it up, we got strippers in the section
Bitch I'm only sixteen, I got grown hoes sexting
Like a special ass student, a nigga better not test me
If this nigga do, I swear to god it's getting deadly
A hunnid shots up in the coupe, tryna lay a nigga down
Bitch I'm too hot like moon rock, and you know I run the town
Ain't with all of that talkin', that discussin', I get to bustin'
Yeah that Glock what I'm tuckin', if I up it, I knock his muffin
I got a MAC-11 mac n' cheese
And you know it's lemon squeeze
I ain't gotta think about it, nigga I'ma shoot with ease
When I leave the house, you know that bitch is on my hip
I'ma slam a nigga down, you can call me Shawn Kemp
I'ma shoot out all my hollows, dump the whole clip
Nigga watch yo' fuckin' mouth, 'fore I shoot you in the lip
Bitch I'm stacking all my chips, but I don't fuck with dip
Bitch I love making niggas bleed, but I fuck with Crips
I was hittin' licks, skipping school, I ain't fuck with class
Had the Glock 23 sitting in my bookbag
I'ma up the pistol on my teacher, if I didn't pass
Man fuck school, I'm rich, tell them people kiss my ass
Bitch, I jumped out the Porsche and now we see eleven ducking down
And my niggas wrapping bags, they don't even need a stamp
[?] the judge, and you know I'm making bail
I've been a demon all my life, I think that I belong in hell
Bitch, I'm hotter than lava, pray to the lord so I can prosper
Keep snitchin' man, now I'm hangin' with my shottas
I got some bold ruffians, they be screamin' out "Allah"
Baby Mexico Choppa, make a nigga cha cha
[Interlude]
Fuck the club up, fuck it up, yeah
Fuck the club up, fuck it up, yeah
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up, fuck the club up
Fuck it up, yeah, yeah
[Verse 2]
Don't do no talkin' when we beefin', let that choppa talk for me
You know I'm bangin' for my gang, and it's to the [?]
Bitch, I pull up on yo' street, put another opp to sleep
Man he should've never made a pose, now he RIP
So many guns, I can go to war with Russia
I'ma burn him like I'm Usher
Like a Backwood, I'ma smoke him
Then I put him in a duffel
Bitch my niggas roll with pistols, we don't use our fuckin' knuckles
I'ma attack with fire then you won't catch me in a scuffle
I'm the lion in the jungle, you ain't cut like [?]
Bitch, they call me HIV cause you can't fuck with ease
Man I dare a fuck nigga try to send me a diss
I sent him hit, while I'm fuckin' on another nigga bitch
I put a scope up on my Glock, so it can shoot like a choppa
I put the lean up in the bottle, like a nigga a toddler
I shoot a nigga in the neck, so I'm poppin' his collar
Put tape up on that nigga mouth, so he won't holler
They askin' how I'm in the club, I ain't over sixteen
Man shut the fuck up, 'cause my Glock 23
I need everybody fuck the club up on 3
Nigga 1, 2, 3, fuck the club up nigga (Ha, pop)
Unreleased Songs
- Whip
- No Fear
- Another Route
- Red Dot
- Want Beef? 2.0 (Remix)
- Love Me Baby
- Remember The Days
- Come Through/Baby Mexico
- Slide
- Counting Up Blues
- High Tonight
- Dope In My Sock
- OG Love
- Knuck If You Buck
- Skrt Skrt
- Top Shotta
- Cream of the Crop*
- What its gone be/ Gender Reveal
- Be About It
- Famous Hoes 2
- Yeah
- Exotic 2
- Shotta Chapter 2 / Best Gore
- Demon / From The Heart
- Caught A Body
- Walk Em Down 2
- Grab My Gun / Change My Ways
- Glock On My Hip
- Made In Jamaica
- Never Fold
- Shotta Flow 6
- 35 Shots
- Kill For No Reason
- Road Rage*
- Stick n Guns/Racks*
- Hot Shit
- Birds Gonna Fly
- Count My Days
- Milly Rocc
- Fucc Da Club Up
- Birdboy 2
- Shotta Chapter 1
- Ride Out
- Joker
- Drug Dreaming/Drug thoughts*
- Can’t Leave Without It (Freestyle)
- Allegations*
- Wheels
- Lethal Injection
- Emphasis
- Deep End*
- 2 Phones
- Tell Me To Go (Murder Trail)*
- Peace & Love*
- Act a Fool
- Insecurities
- High Vibes
- I Get The Pack
- Rambo
- Choppa MEM
- Advanced Money/Doing Her Wrong
- Let Em Know
- BBW
- Big Glock
- Thug Poetry