Shotta Flow 5 (Explicit)

Shotta Flow 5 (Explicit) - NLE Choppa

Lyrics by：Bryson Potts/Courageous Xavier Herrera/Harald Hjermann Sørebø

You know what the f**k goin' on

NLE motherf**kin' Choppa

The Top Shotta you hear me

I stand on top of s**t

We doin' this s**t ayy

Go get him go

I whip the pack like Ike and Tina I just copped me a Bimmer

A Bimmer

Used to ride in steamers

Steamer

I'm hot as jalapeños

B***h I'm sellin' out arenas

I'm sellin' 'em out

They say "He entertain us"

Entertain

And if you try to tame us I bet we leave you stained up

Ayy

Whole lotta sticks in the house it's a gun show

Bullets get him wet like a motherf**kin' poncho

I don't think none of y'all n***as want gun smoke

Don't second guess this s**t I'm gon' blow

P***y

Whole lotta shots when it come out the Drac'

Chop a n***a up then put him in the lake

Brrt

Shiesty young n***a they call me a snake

Ayy f**k all that Trick shoot 'em in the face

Send a hit at five he was dead by six

By six

Got shot seven times but the eighth shot missed

Nine shots in the clip could've sworn it was ten

Didn't f**k with 12 I was eleven again

I need me a trophy the best to sin

You n***as ain't straight y'all lesbians

And f**k your dead homie I'll say it again

If he come back to life he dead again

Try to fight me he gon' fight for his life

B***h

Swing with what I'ma swing with the pipe

He's not cherishin' it

Ayy take his life

Straight jacket music I belong in asylum

Felonies and felonies this what they keep on sellin' me

Yeah yeah

This recipe is deadly see I be drippin' like relish be

Ayy ayy

Shoot him in the head shoulda had on a hard hat

Ayy

We finish the beef as soon as you start that

Ayy

B***h I shoot first why the f**k would I spark back

If you really a thug let me see where your heart at

Ayy

If I say catch a body lil' n***a you catchin' it

If I tell you run off is you really finessin' it

Ayy

If I give you a brick are you gon' sell that s**t

Ayy

If you get in a jam are you gon' start tellin' s**t

Where is the smoke 'cause b***h I'm inhalin' it

Just like the army we got some artillery

Can they free my dawgs I'm being sincerely

'Nother opp died a n***a like "Seriously"

D**n another one

N***a we shot him and then we killed his brother d**n

We might as well get the mother

N***a say he don't like doing drills I love 'em

If my brothers don't like him I don't

Somebody tell him he in trouble

I paid too much for my motherf**kin' guns for me to scuffle

Gangster young n***a I feel like Gucci

Gucci

F**ked her so hard left blood on her coochie

Made her said "ooh" put my thumb in her booty

I'll be d**ned this dumb a*s ho just pooted

Who ain't with the murder Lil' n***a I kill

That night he died that was my idea

Told my n***as slide make sure he don't live

But that's a lil' secret just keep it concealed

My metal a MAC and I bet I attack

It's a hundred-some shots in this gat so get back

He thought I was lyin' that s**t was a fact

Got shot in his spine but you watchin' his back

N***a say he don't like doing drills I love 'em

F**k you talkin' 'bout haha

Straight straight jacket music I belong in asylum

F**k a n***a what a n***a f**k a n***a mean

N***a say he don't like doing drills I love 'em

Know what I'm sayin' haha

Straight straight straight jacket music

I belong in asylum straight jacket music I belong in asylum

And lil' Top Shotta b***h

F**k you talkin' 'bout