Songwriter: NLE Choppa
[Intro]
Ayy, ayy
Oh
Ayy, ayy
Oh, oh, ah, ah, ah, ayy
Hmm, ayy, ayy
[Chorus]
I remember them days I was robbin'
I was clutchin' my stick, I was keepin' my carbon
Lookin' for them niggas, but they be dodgin'
Call me STD 'cause I'm on some raw shit
Up the Drac', so I feel a lil' nauseous
Nigga pull up, then he better be cautious
Roll down the window you know that I sparked him
Bitch I missed? I'ma go get the momma
Bullets hot, need to go get thermometers
Close range, he was bobbin' and bobbin'
I got aim, lookin' back where I'm dumpin'
We leave stains, I'ma da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da, you know that I'm hotter
I'm fuckin' the daughter
Bitch, its [?]
Big Bentley with the F on the tire
Red beam with a all-black attire
[Interlude]
Top Shotta, Top Shotta, Top Shotta (Hmm, hmm, hmm)
T-T-Top Shotta (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
[Verse 1]
Run-up my money
They say I ain't funny
I want all the cheddar, I want all the cheese
I want all the bitches, I want all the ho's
They suckin' and fuckin' and lickin' on me
Tell me the secret
How the fuck you get a [?] and I ain't been home in a week?
Bullets make 'em say "Uhh"
[?] kicked down the door
[?] this shit changin'
Get shit off his top
Ain't no [?]
[?] bitch say she mad at me
Was in the sky like I kicked down the [?]
It's first-degree murder, we droppin' your faculty
Shot in yo' face if you say that you after me
Paid for a body, I gave him a salary
[Chorus]
I remember them days I was robbin'
I was clutchin' my stick, I was keepin' my carbon
Lookin' for them niggas, but they be dodgin'
Call me STD 'cause I'm on some raw shit
Up the Drac', so I feel a lil' nauseous
Nigga pull up, then he better be cautious
Roll down the window you know that I sparked him
Bitch I missed? I'ma go get the momma
Bullets hot, need to go get thermometers
Close range, he was bobbin' and bobbin'
I got aim, lookin' back where I'm dumpin'
We leave stains, I'ma da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da, you know that I'm hotter
I'm fuckin' the daughter
Bitch, its [?]
Big Bentley with the F on the tire
Red beam with a all-black attire
[Verse 2]
Get in the jam, don't name no nigga
Shoot him in the nose, cocaine that nigga
Do it on camera [?] nigga
Fingers dirty, I'm a gravedigger
I break down my [?] so I'm bringin' my choppas
In my party, nigga feel like I'm untouchable
Touch me [?]
Get beat down swear we gon' [?]
High life, bitch it's [?]
I buck right, when I'm in it I kill it
I be hype, so we know where the thrill is
It's on sight, we gon' make sure you feel it
I'm on time, for the money and [?]
Got the bowls from Cali and-
[Chorus]
I remember them days I was robbin'
I was clutchin' my stick, I was keepin' my carbon
Lookin' for them niggas, but they be dodgin'
Call me STD 'cause I'm on some raw shit
Up the Drac', so I feel a lil' nauseous
Nigga pull up, then he better be cautious
Roll down the window you know that I sparked him
Bitch I missed? I'ma go get the momma
Bullets hot, need to go get thermometers
Close range, he was bobbin' and bobbin'
I got aim, lookin' back where I'm dumpin'
We leave stains, I'ma da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da, you know that I'm hotter
I'm fuckin' the daughter
Bitch, its [?]
Big Bentley with the F on the tire
Red beam with a all-black attire
[Outro]
All-black attire-
Ayy, ayy
Oh
Ayy, ayy
Oh, oh, ah, ah, ah, ayy
Hmm, ayy, ayy
[Chorus]
I remember them days I was robbin'
I was clutchin' my stick, I was keepin' my carbon
Lookin' for them niggas, but they be dodgin'
Call me STD 'cause I'm on some raw shit
Up the Drac', so I feel a lil' nauseous
Nigga pull up, then he better be cautious
Roll down the window you know that I sparked him
Bitch I missed? I'ma go get the momma
Bullets hot, need to go get thermometers
Close range, he was bobbin' and bobbin'
I got aim, lookin' back where I'm dumpin'
We leave stains, I'ma da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da, you know that I'm hotter
I'm fuckin' the daughter
Bitch, its [?]
Big Bentley with the F on the tire
Red beam with a all-black attire
[Interlude]
Top Shotta, Top Shotta, Top Shotta (Hmm, hmm, hmm)
T-T-Top Shotta (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
[Verse 1]
Run-up my money
They say I ain't funny
I want all the cheddar, I want all the cheese
I want all the bitches, I want all the ho's
They suckin' and fuckin' and lickin' on me
Tell me the secret
How the fuck you get a [?] and I ain't been home in a week?
Bullets make 'em say "Uhh"
[?] kicked down the door
[?] this shit changin'
Get shit off his top
Ain't no [?]
[?] bitch say she mad at me
Was in the sky like I kicked down the [?]
It's first-degree murder, we droppin' your faculty
Shot in yo' face if you say that you after me
Paid for a body, I gave him a salary
[Chorus]
I remember them days I was robbin'
I was clutchin' my stick, I was keepin' my carbon
Lookin' for them niggas, but they be dodgin'
Call me STD 'cause I'm on some raw shit
Up the Drac', so I feel a lil' nauseous
Nigga pull up, then he better be cautious
Roll down the window you know that I sparked him
Bitch I missed? I'ma go get the momma
Bullets hot, need to go get thermometers
Close range, he was bobbin' and bobbin'
I got aim, lookin' back where I'm dumpin'
We leave stains, I'ma da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da, you know that I'm hotter
I'm fuckin' the daughter
Bitch, its [?]
Big Bentley with the F on the tire
Red beam with a all-black attire
[Verse 2]
Get in the jam, don't name no nigga
Shoot him in the nose, cocaine that nigga
Do it on camera [?] nigga
Fingers dirty, I'm a gravedigger
I break down my [?] so I'm bringin' my choppas
In my party, nigga feel like I'm untouchable
Touch me [?]
Get beat down swear we gon' [?]
High life, bitch it's [?]
I buck right, when I'm in it I kill it
I be hype, so we know where the thrill is
It's on sight, we gon' make sure you feel it
I'm on time, for the money and [?]
Got the bowls from Cali and-
[Chorus]
I remember them days I was robbin'
I was clutchin' my stick, I was keepin' my carbon
Lookin' for them niggas, but they be dodgin'
Call me STD 'cause I'm on some raw shit
Up the Drac', so I feel a lil' nauseous
Nigga pull up, then he better be cautious
Roll down the window you know that I sparked him
Bitch I missed? I'ma go get the momma
Bullets hot, need to go get thermometers
Close range, he was bobbin' and bobbin'
I got aim, lookin' back where I'm dumpin'
We leave stains, I'ma da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da, you know that I'm hotter
I'm fuckin' the daughter
Bitch, its [?]
Big Bentley with the F on the tire
Red beam with a all-black attire
[Outro]
All-black attire-
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