No Chorus, Pt. 4 lyrics

[Intro: NLE Choppa & Big K Mula]
Yeah, n*gga, it's NLE Choppa, n*gga
Shotta Fam or scram, n*gga
Shotta sh*t, no motherf*ckin’ politics
If you play, you get your b*tch ass robbed quick
Mula

[Verse 1: Big K Mula]
The homie had [?] on this beat like a adlib, I can run through a P on the average
Tied to the game, marriage, now the diamond rings got carats
You say what you heard, parrots, on lean, say I was in Paris
My n*ggas got lights and they carry, my b*tches don't likely be sharin'
And me, I don’t likely be carin', all eyes on a blank
Never fail cause I can't, I'ma fill in the blank, pop a seal on the paint
High as hell on a plane, Shotta Fam what I bang, streets tied to my name
Stay dry in the rain, red beam when I aim
n*ggas left, I remain, I'm the cool, you a lame, you can't fool me with fame
b*tch n*gga with a chain, you a snitch, you should sing, dollar signs on my brain
Hottest n*gga in the game, you can't f*ck with my old songs
Took that b*tch with her clothes on, I ball like I put the coat on

[Verse 2: Kabana]
Top shottas, top shottas
Them critters be steppin', be movin’ like spiders, b*tch doesn’t know me, she added some rifles
Point me a finger, they shootin' like snipers, they threw a blind man, now they like us
Run up that money, don’t make us, my jewels be [?], to hold up the forty
I done had a baby, it was aborted, pass me the flame, I bet I'm gon' torch it
I call the plays, my gang be scorin', you a just a peewee, lil’ n*gga, you borin'
Dippin' and dabbin', I'm out 'til the morning, show out the show for the bad Bs on us
If it's a go, them shottas aim for me, jump in the crowd, now this b*tch jumpin'
I'm on a perc in the middle of the crowd, let a n*gga play, he's goin' down
All of the young n*ggas with me, all of them trigger finger itchin'
He just a muggin' type n*gga, if we fight, it's fifty n*ggas
[Verse 3: OG Chuccy]
We screamin', "Shotta", you ain't with the fam, then you better not holler
Runnin' with steppers, all my n*ggas solid, loyalty means everything, we don't just holler it
We get the cash fast, no deposit, we still got old bread, moldy, rotten
Don't f*ck with these n*ggas I know they be plottin', if you not with the gang, then you can't be rockin'
Woke up the city, they know that we poppin', applyin' the pressure, they know ain't no stoppin'
Said I'm succesful, don't know none about floppin', they switchin' up sides, don't know how they rockin'
Shottas land on him, fill that boy like a stocking, he'll catch a bullet, [?]
How is you rockin'? n*gga, you a shotta or an opper, ain't no inbetween, ain't no swappin'
They need to book us, these other n*ggas, they be shook up, see a n*gga and don't look up
What is you shook for? Thought you a stepper, a pusher, quit playin' gangster on the book, boy
sh*t get you took, boy, how I'm a king and you more of a rook, boy, you fly, I straight pay off, I hang with the crooks, boy
I'm a boss, you a runner, a lil' boy, you gon' die if you playin' with your luck, boy

[Verse 4: Dee Bentley]
Come in your spot and we stand on the counter, my lil' n*ggas bouncin', like f*ck all the bouncers
Drip on a b*tch like I came out a fountain, break down a P 'cause I'm still sellin' ounces
Knowin' we came her to f*ck up the scene, got shottas outside that don't wanna be seen
They know if it go, I'll give 'em the green, gotta be fam, ain't no joinin' the team
I'ma take you back to where this sh*t started, Wingate the block, Camelot Apartments
Don't shop at Target, but gon' hit my targets, they take your heart from you, my n*ggas heartless
They need to freak, Keke, Juice, Hothead, Zero, Lil Dre, Cap
We gon' keep bendin' the corner on you n*ggas' ass until somebody tap
This rap sh*t need to take off right now 'cause I'm stuck in the trap
A track be the f*ckin' way, man, I miss my n*gga Scrap
[Interlude: NLE Choppa]
Ayy, bruh, want me to be on this with y'all? This sh*t Shotta Fam

[Verse 5: NLE Choppa]
b*tch, I'm Shotta Fam, what you claim? If a n*gga play, I'ma snatch his brain
Know I rep the gang, b*tches on my chain, three for a n*gga, I'ma make it rain
b*tch, I'm Baby Mexico, play, I let it blow, plug on the phone, call him Texaco
Meet me at the store, if you need a boat, if he flinch, put a tag on his toe
I'm high, I'm never low, know we rock the show, strapped on the stage, know we keep the pole
Drop the location, ain't doin' no savin', still in the kitchen, we trappin' and slavin'
Know we some Hoovers that stay in the Haiti, they pull up on you if you misbehavin'
You flexin' you cash, n*gga, we take it, six hoes in your spot and you know we gon' shake it

[Outro: NLE Choppa]
Shake it, know we gon' shake it
Know we gon' shake it
b*tch, No Chorus, Part 4