Shotta Flow 7 (feat. Lil Mabu) (Remix|Explicit)

Shotta Flow 7 (feat. Lil Mabu) (Remix|Explicit) - NLE Choppa/Lil Mabu

Lyrics by：Bryson Potts/Donald Bailey Jr./Lil Mabu/NLE Choppa/Project X/SuperStar O/Tay Keith

Produced by：Project X/SuperStar O/Tay Keith

Yeah yeah

I jumped the gun

LE Top Shotta

YGA

Bomb like Al-Qaeda

Had to put a real shooter on this ************

Finale finito uh

Gang gang YGA grrah

Yeah

Grrah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

I was missin' in action like Chrisean tooth

Tay Keith **** these niggas up

Back leg loose like a nigga had to poot

I'm a God in Memphis who bigger than me

Who bigger than me

**** that they did I did at sixteen

Sixteen

He flexin' his money we know that he broke

Know that he broke

D**k in her mouth NLE throat coat

He pressed by the girl that ******* the city

He tender

He tender

We call him Diddy

Let's go

Chopper so big knock the weight off Biggie

Brr brr brr

I'm somethin' like p***y this ****'ll get sticky

Got millionaire mode I don't plan on glitchin'

I'm back nigga like I had an addiction

Dropped him let's go ooh

He couldn't take those nah

Switches and Dracos yeah

Shooters on payroll

Nigga don't want no smoke they Snoop Dogg

Snoop Dogg

We'll show up at your door like a U-Haul

U-Haul

Lil' nigga big pistol stand tall

Stand tall

Quick to pop a nigga a*s like a Adderall

Adderall

Shakin' the spot like an a*s or somethin'

A*s or somethin'

Lil' bruh sped he crash for nothin'

Crash for nothin'

Walk out the house with a mask and gun

Mask and gun

Better hold your breath like an asthma pump

Move like the Pope hundred some shots in the Ghost

Brrah

Better think twice don't approach

Brrt brrt

No regular Glocks know that it came with a box

We steppin' like shoes and socks

Brrt brrt

One of the realest how can you not mention

We slid out the Civic now Rolls-Royce whippin'

Skrrt

Suckin' and grippin' double jerk and twist it

She killin' my kids like abortion clinics

Shoot him in the tongue he a slut

Mabu got the last lick how it feel bruh

Ha

Type to put an orange tip on a real gun

I could up a Nerf I bet they still run

You straight

Mabu took your bae

On god

You should know I don't swing that way

Nuh-uh

You owe me cash for the fame

I don't owe you no a*s okay

We'll leave a nigga blue in the face

How a nigga want the fade

Knowin' he had to go to jail the next day

P***y boy

You somethin' like my ***** Rose Toy

KKK got Ks on Ks

Wanna **** Kim K and make Kanye watch

Mr. Take Your Bae YGA

Ayy

I like fun games treat a bun like a box

Ayy squeeze it pop it his top crop it

How you a real nigga beatin' your Barbies

Killer

Stop it football prospect

Rather ask Floyd Mayweather "Come box me"

I don't wanna box I got a stick

Boom boom

I boxed your ***** and I busted her lip

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