Stompin lyrics

by

NLE Choppa


[Intro]
TKO, gator boys clickin'
Yeah, you know what the f*ck goin' on
Big Dracs
Ayy

[Chorus]
Foot on they necks, I be stompin' on n*ggas
Ain't wearin' no vest, I ain't duckin' no n*ggas
Ain't runnin' from triggers
I look down the barrel, tell 'em pull it since he think he really a killer
He ain't like that 'til he pop him a jigga
I see through these b*tches like Snapchat filters (Brrt, brrt)
If I miss a target, must've been dreamin'
I never miss a shot when I'm tryna sic 'em (Brrt, brrt)
Born with this aim since I came out my mother
I'm CJ McCollum when it hit the buzzer
You can ask my brother how n*ggas turn into a Gusher
When I up the Drac', thеn I buss
On my n*gga, say, "f*ck 'em", so you know it's f*ck 'em
I f*cked him ovеr, then f*cked on his lover (Brrt, brrt)
I didn't use a rubber, gotta feel when I cut her (Brrt, brrt)
Say she love when I sl*t her, but I'd never cuff her

[Verse 1]
n*gga, nope
Fly like Peter Pan
b*tch, you know I been the man
All black Batman with my n*ggas Robin
Gun got a wingspan, lay him down like he on a bean bag
Shoot the whole crew, where his team at?
Took 'em out the loop when I shoot in a coupe with a deuce, deuce
Lettin' loose at your door, mailman
Finger f*ck the K, I seduce, better duck like a goose
When I'm out the roof shootin' like a mad man
Say you caught a hat, where the body at?
When you find that, motherf*cker call me back
Few attempts on my belt, I ain't proud of that
It was somethin' tellin' me to double back
And I been had a body, we been beatin' those
Tell 'em free Tevo, this sh*t TKO and you know how that go
Me and my brother, we murdership goals
[Chorus]
Foot on they necks, I be stompin' on n*ggas
Ain't wearin' no vest, I ain't duckin' no n*ggas
Ain't runnin' from triggers
I look down the barrel, tell 'em pull it since he think he really a killer
He ain't like that 'til he pop him a jigga
I see through these b*tches like Snapchat filters (Brrt, brrt)
If I miss a target, must've been dreamin'
I never miss a shot when I'm tryna sic 'em (Brrt, brrt)
Born with this aim since I came out my mother
I'm CJ McCollum when it hit the buzzer
You can ask my brother how n*ggas turn into a Gusher
When I up the Drac', then I buss
On my n*gga, say, "f*ck 'em", so you know it's f*ck 'em
I f*cked him over, then f*cked on his lover (Brrt, brrt)
I didn't use a rubber, gotta feel when I cut her (Brrt, brrt)
Say she love when I sl*t her, but I'd never cuff her

[Verse 2]
Never cuff her, never wife her, the only thing she get is pipe
Told her that we got a date today, but she gettin' di*k tonight
No, it ain't right
She tellin' me she need me in her life, but I want her friend, shiesty
Catchin' me without my pipe, unlikely
Have you ever seen Mike without Ike?
Turned it up a notch, now I been gettin' global
b*tches on my crotch, overseas and local
Take a seat and watch me, never lose yo' focus
Told bro to spot me, too much weight, I'm loaded
Which one you boys the boldest?
Reach for this charm, you die while you posin'
Reach for this chain, you die in that motion
Leave him stuck, hypnosis
Took the pride he was holdin'
Yeah, yeah, livin' the life that these rappers be rappin' 'bout
Let's take a lie detector, see who cappin' now
Graduated from the streets with a cap and gown
First degree on my body count
Ayy, how many we popped? Get a headcount
Made bro recount, get the right amount
Last n*gga he ratted, he dead now
[Chorus]
Foot on they necks, I be stompin' on n*ggas
Ain't wearin' no vest, I ain't duckin' no n*ggas
Ain't runnin' from triggers
I look down the barrel, tell 'em pull it since he think he really a killer
He ain't like that 'til he pop him a jigga
I see through these b*tches like Snapchat filters (Brrt, brrt)
If I miss a target, must've been dreamin'
I never miss a shot when I'm tryna sic 'em (Brrt, brrt)
Born with this aim since I came out my mother
I'm CJ McCollum when it hit the buzzer
You can ask my brother how n*ggas turn into a Gusher
When I up the Drac', then I buss
On my n*gga, say, "f*ck 'em", so you know it's f*ck 'em
I f*cked him over, then f*cked on his lover (Brrt, brrt)
I didn't use a rubber, gotta feel when I cut her (Brrt, brrt)
Say she love when I sl*t her, but I'd never cuff her

[Outro]
I never cuff her
NLE the Top Shotta, got the bombs like Al-Qaeda
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