Choppa (with Lil Baby & Rvssian)

Yeah Da-da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da, da, uh Da-da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da (Bombaclaat) (Ayy, Rvssian) yeah, uh Custom grip 'pon di brand-new stick (buss) When mi kill a bwoy, mi nuh chat 'bout it (trust) Di 'K wid di muzzle, got it wrapped 'round it (yeah) Di thing sing sweet, mi nah fi auto-tune it (ah) One strap, two strap, three strap, four Four niggas strapped inna Honda Accord (whoa) Windows down, we a wave four-four (whoa) Bwoy turn Usain Bolt Choppa go do-do, do-do, do-do (do-do-do-do) Choppa go do-do, do-do, do-do (do-do-do-do) Choppa go do-do, do-do, do-do (do-do-do-do) Choppa go do-do, do-do, do-do (do-do-do-do) Pussy boy say him want beef and clout Put him 'pon di news-ews Carbon sound, boy, lost and found When di choppa go do-do, do-do, do-do, uh Body drop like Netflix series Choppa sing sweet like it have diabetes Make yuh mama bawl please 'pon she knees-ees Glock .22 tuck in a Amiri's Believe me, yow, Saint Kitts We nuh give a fuck so we can't catch diseases From a mini teen, yow, Papa, where we been? A play with gun them been a play with hot peas I can sell water to a whale, I'm a hustler Government officials still trippin' at customs Held me up for ten hours on the plane, we was stuck there Lately, I been drinking my problems, where the cups at? They ain't rockin' with us, they against us, and it's fuck them Whoever I say can't come, can't come here Go at anybody, anywhere, on any given Sunday Crazy, I'm a celebrity, I used to be a convict I gotta get revenge, I can't have it on my conscience Go slide, go slide, yeah, gunfire, gunfire We got all these blicks on us, we ain't on no dumb shit But we ready for one opp, two opp, three opp, four We bring smoke to a pussy front door (oh) I was playin' cool, but I never let it go Brodie in the jungle, go to sleep with the swirls, crazy And mi dawg bust the case and we laugh Ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha Dada, dada One strap, two strap, three strap, four Killa dem knock pon your door (door) It's a robbery, get pon di' floor (get pon di' floor) Yow, real dawgs Make the choppa go do-do, do-do, do-do (do-do-do-do) Choppa go do-do, do-do, do-do (do-do-do-do) Choppa go do-do, do-do, do-do (do-do-do-do) Choppa go do-do, do-do, do-do (do-do-do-do) Pussy boy say him want beef and clout Put him 'pon di news-ews Carbon sound, boy, lost and found When di choppa go do-do, do-do, do-do, uh Ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha Dada, dada, dada, dada Don't cry, don't cry Go slide, go slide Gunfire, gunfire Ha-ha, ha-ha