Choppa Dance

[Intro]
Nigga
Fuck the other shit we got Milo on the beat
Lay that nigga down when I'm sliding wit' that choppa

[Chorus: Slimmy B]
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga
Tryna lay a nigga down when I'm sliding wit' that choppa
.223's flying at your dome you can't dodge 'em
Raised by the streets and they made me a monster
Got these niggas scared to pop out 'cause I'm a problem
Hit 'em with that 'K make 'em gig like Sada
Young rich nigga, do the Gucci with the Prada
Throw bands on your head, hella bands in my pocket
Niggas talking bands, yeah bitch I got a lotta

[Verse 1: Slimmy B]
Ain't dreaming 'bout this shit, bitch I rap what I'm living
Hopping out that Benz with hella bitches like I'm pimping
Tryna change my ways 'cause I know that I been sinning
But if I catch a sucka nigga out then I'm tripping
Niggas say it's up then it's stuck, we ain't tripping
Niggas say it's up, up therе we gon' send 'em
Sucka whitе flag, if it's up then you winning
Catch a nigga trickin' on that bitch we gon' blitz 'em
Doing all that dissing, guess he don't like living
Running 'round broke, guess he don't like chicken
My young nigga get that work out, no fitness
FN whip that thang, gone and let it rip 'em
You the type to pay a broke bitch to come kick it
I'm the type to pay a broke bitch no attention
If you ain't talking bands I don't even want to listen
If you ain't sucking dick I don't even want to hit it

[Chorus: Slimmy B]
Tryna lay a nigga down when I'm sliding wit' that choppa
.223's flying at your dome you can't dodge 'em
Raised by the streets and they made me a monster
Got these niggas scared to pop out 'cause I'm a problem
Hit 'em with that 'K make 'em gig like Sada
Young rich nigga, do the Gucci with the Prada
Throw bands on your head, hella bands in my pocket
Niggas talking bands, yeah bitch I got a lotta

[Verse 2: AzChike]
Dick her down, blow her back, fix her posture
You better have the strap, I pay shooters, not boxers
Plus the baby Glock, it get tote like a toddler
My shooter love the business smoke a nigga with some honor on
Too cold bitch the heat on a stick
Out of line but you broke, bitch you gotta make sense
Good drip, I'm too good with this rinse
Niggas hella weak, you too good on that bitch
She a freak you shoulda seen when she stood on the dick
Can't no ho finesse me, I just joog on a bitch
I'm yelling out, "timber" but this wood on a bitch
One wish, I wish you would in this bitch
Fuck a hater, bitch I love that you hating
I ain't gon' cap, I'm getting money like a Mason
I'ma keep it on the low, man that pussy underrated ugh
Fuck a pig, we ain't scared of no bacon

[Chorus: Slimmy B]
Tryna lay a nigga down when I'm sliding wit' that choppa
.223's flying at your dome you can't dodge 'em
Raised by the streets and they made me a monster
Got these niggas scared to pop out 'cause I'm a problem
Hit 'em with that 'K make 'em gig like Sada
Young rich nigga, do the Gucci with the Prada
Throw bands on your head, hella bands in my pocket
Niggas talking bands, yeah bitch I got a lotta