Choppaz lyrics

[Intro: Peso Peso]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ouu

[Verse 1: Peso Peso]
Na for real, I really came up off a 8 ball
f*ck the police, n*gga, I hate laws
I'm in the Lamborghini truck, finna race off
Got some n*ggas in the field, man we do this sh*t for real
And them n*ggas killing for me like I'm Adolph
Straps in our lap, no sticks in the trunk
n*gga mad about his hoe, 'cause his b*tch tryna f*ck
Rap n*ggas keep trippin', we gon' stick a n*gga up
And if a n*gga want some work, I can fix a n*gga up
I be drippin' in Dior, I be splashin' to the floor
A n*gga playing with the gang, we gon' hit him with the torch
And I balling on these n*ggas like a n*gga playing sports
I was locked up in Jail, I was eating with a spork
Percocet got me geeked up, feeling like a dork
And I'm from Texas, but I don't ridе a horse
In the Lamborghini, I be scooting and skrting
n*gga play with thе Sauce, I put two in his jersey
f*ck the opps, I can't give them no mercy
f*ck these rappers, can't give them no verses
And I'm standing on ten
n*gga play with me or one of my twins, I'ma hurt 'em
In a Double R and I'm behind a curtain
All this drank in my system, can't wake up early
[Chorus: Peso Peso]
I got choppaz, on choppaz, on choppaz, on choppaz, on choppaz, on choppaz, on choppaz
Got your b*tch in my race car, with the AR, if you play, I'ma pop ya
n*gga, I get more drank than the doctor
Drip, splash, got Dior on my collar
I just left Saks, walked up in Neiman Marcus
Me and Jackboy might jack your daughter
I got choppaz, on choppaz, on choppaz, on choppaz, on choppaz, on choppaz, on choppaz
Got your b*tch in my race car, with the AR, if you play, Imma pop ya
n*gga, I get more drank than the doctor
Drip, splash, got Dior on my collar
I just left Saks, walked up in Neiman Marcus
Me and Jackboy might jack your daughter

[Verse 2: Jackboy]
Drip, splash, got Dior on my collar
Ran up the pesos, I could f*ck a n*gga mama
I got the b*tch freaked out, she eating di*k all summer
She a beast with the head, got me snatching out her frontal
Opps claiming the beef, they turned your boy into a hunter
But it's gonna rain in, make it hurricane and thunder
Choppa go to sanging, got it sounding like Usher
If she ain't f*ck first night, best believe I'll duck her
Me and Peso sauced up, yeah, we the Lamb twins
Rich ass n*ggas, but we still tryna spend
Tryna put 'bout ten on you and your friend
Tryna hop out with a big ass FN
I'm in Texas sippin on drank
Gotta keep a rocket, I go hard in the paint
Got a real big bag, do the most at the bank
Got your baby mama mad, 'cause my b*tch, what she ain't
[Chorus: Peso Peso]
I got choppaz, on choppaz, on choppaz, on choppaz, on choppaz, on choppaz, on choppaz
Got your b*tch in my race car, with the AR, if you play, I'ma pop ya
n*gga, I get more drank than the doctor
Drip, splash, got Dior on my collar
I just left Saks, walked up in Neiman Marcus
Me and Jackboy might jack your daughter
I got choppaz, on choppaz, on choppaz, on choppaz, on choppaz, on choppaz, on choppaz
Got your b*tch in my race car, with the AR, if you play, I'ma pop ya
n*gga, I get more drank than the doctor
Drip, splash, got Dior on my collar
I just left Saks, walked up in Neiman Marcus
Me and Jackboy might jack your daughter