[Intro]
I wish everything I touch would turn to
gold
NLE, you heard me
Baby Mexico Choppa man, top shotta
Baby Mexico shotta
We finna talk our shit
Why not? Yeah
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I am a menace, keep me a rack just like
tennis
I'm with the shit like I'm Dennis
I started this shit I'ma finish
Niggas be hatin', tryna blemish my image
Who want the smoke? .223 came with the
scope
Extended clip long as a rope
We wipe his nose, just like he had him a
cold
I knew that boy was a ho
Pull up with the gang, you know that we
bangin'
What is your set, nigga? What is you
claimin'?
I am a beast, you cannot tame it
Don't point the finger, this shit can get
dangerous
These niggas hatin', these niggas plottin'
Ooh, he got money I'm runnin' his wallet
You say you a killer, lil' nigga stop it
In a shoot out your gun was droppin'
You really a fraud
[Verse 2]
You cannot stomp on his yard
My nigga they scammin', they swipin' them
cards
I am so high that I'm talking' to stars
I'm gone off them jiggas, I'm poppin' them
bars
Don't mind my pimpin', bitch, don't sweat
me
Choppa got a kick, call that shit Jet Li
Sauce gang drip though, what is your
recipe?
Don't get a F if a nigga try to testin' me
Whole lotta money, whole lotta guala
Hit the party fifty deep, nun' but my
shotta
Nigga tried me so you know I had to pop him
So many bullets it confused the doctor
Whole lotta racks, whole lotta stacks
Fuck a headshot, I'ma shoot him in the back
3.5 rolled up in the cack
We don't smoke reggie, this shit called gas
I'm sticked up, like a blind man
I'm super hot, like a frying pan
He said that he gon' take some from me
Ayy, just know, he lyin' man
I'ma up from my hip then blow like a
whistle
Your bitch suckin' dick like a Kool-Aid
pickle
Two bullets in your chest, that's a nipple
And if a nigga run up I'ma pop him like a
pimple
Get rich or die tryin', I'm feelin' like 50
Brand new choppa got double d titties
Niggas don't play me I don't get silly
Love all the beef like a southwest Philly,
yeah
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