Bring the Chopper lyrics

[Intro: Gucci Mane (sample)]
Trap kinda slow, I'ma make the trap hot
Trap kinda slow, I'ma make the trap hot
Trap kinda slow, I'ma make the trap hot
Trap kinda slow, I'ma make the trap hot

[Hook: Gucci Mane (sample)]
Waka Flocka Flame, tell bro to bring the chopper, I'ma...
Waka Flocka Flame, tell bro to bring the chopper, I'ma...
Waka Flocka Flame, tell bro to bring the chopper, I'ma...
Waka Flocka Flame, tell bro to bring the chopper, I'ma...
Waka Flocka Flame, tell bro to bring the chopper, I'ma...
Waka Flocka Flame, tell bro to bring the chopper, I'ma...

[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]
F-R-double-E, free my n*gga Doe B
Where the gangstas? Weed, shawty, where the gangstas be?
I can't really f*cking see 'cause I'm rolling off this weed
This a motherf*cking Tay Beat, I paid 'bout 30 grand
And my rap sheet long as Shaq's feet
Plus my neck piece green as my stacks be
I'm unhappy, disrespect Wooh and Frenchie or Juice and Gucci
Leave you wet like some motherf*cking good coochie
Hit them with the Uzi, leave that n*gga woozy
Out the passenger side, dumping out the dooley
Lights, cameras, f*cking action, life is a movie
But I'm the shooter, not the f*cking narrator
I'm just Flocka
No motherf*cking aim with the chopper
Shawty from Riverdale
Where them boys give you hell
No O.G., just my n*gga
Running 'round town like cowboys, n*gga
Waka Flocka Flame my name, my n*gga
Two pistols on me like a cowboy, n*gga