Chopbloc Part 2 Lyrics - Blocboy Jb

[NLE Choppa:] 

I'm in the booth with a Glock.23 

AR15 

Choppa make a nigga scene 

What you say Chop? 

Yeah yeah, NLE shit, bitch 

Yeah yeah yeah 

Fuck it, bitch I'm thuggin 

The Glock I'm tuckin 

Up it, I knock your muffin 

End of discussion 

I don't do no fuckin cuffin 

I fucked her cousin 

She said that my dick is lovely 

I think she love me 

Hit him with a Drake, I ain't talkin bout Aubrey 

You sayin you a killer 

Lil nigga, you flagin 

And just like the Pizza, I want me some topping 

And if it's a problem, you know Imma solve it 

Bust through your shit, bitch I'm ready to drill 

And just like a ghost, I give you the chills 

Bitch I'm deep in the water, they call me a seal 

He was speakin on me, somehow he got killed 

I'm like "who?" 

I be goin coo 

I might have to rob you 

Pull up where that nigga work 

Shoot him through the drive-through 

And don't speak up on my name, nigga, I advise you 

I'll put a bullet through yo head right between yo fuckin eyes, fool 

I got a tool on me, handy mandy, that bitch dandy 

Just like a squirrel, bitch I want me a nut, just call me Sandy 

On Halloween I was robbin the kids for their candy 

Now I grew up hittin licks, and these niggas they can't stand me 

Drop top Chop, bitch I knock back tops 

I broke a bitch spinal cord when I gave her back-shots 

I put a nigga on Fox 

Just if he talkin to the cops 

"Choppa, how many bodies you got?" 

-Bitch, I got a lot 

I put the perc up in my Henny, so you know I'm gettin silly 

I'll leave yo body in the old town road just like I'm Billy 

And bitch, I'm Gucci'ed down now, a nigga used to shop at Tennis 

And all these pamper ass hoes really out here feelin shitty, yeah yeah 

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[BlocBoy JB:] 

That's how you feel 

I'm on the block with the steel 

I'm in the club and I'm runnin these hoes, this shit feel like is track and field 

If you talkin bout this crippin shit homie, I been doin this shit for years 

What's the price, homie? All this ice on me 

This shit got me up on chills 

Ridin through your city with your bitch, get my dick sucked 

Bank account on Antetokounmpo, we gettin' big bucks 

Big Ben chain, I ain't never get my shit tucked 

I heard these niggas talkin smoke, well, bitch you know this shit up 

Before I work it out with a bitch, I do a sit-up 

.40 to his mouth, I gun hin down now he can't get up 

I heard the opps talkin, I know how to close they lips up 

This shit get personal, I put his momma in the pick-ups 

.40 on my side, choppa on the left of me 

Please don't judge me, all this weed and beef get the best of me 

Heard you got a stock of bad bitches, but yo bitch chubby 

I can be the ugliest nigga in the room, your bitch will still fuck me 

I heard you got no cash, you on a low budget 

You payin for that ass, you got a whole budget 

You get into it with your hoe because your hoe buggin 

I teach that bitch a little Pilates, how her toe touchin 

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