Weapon
Lyrics
Fuck a choppa
Fuck a choppa
Fuck a choppa tote the
Fuck a choppa tote the
Fuck a choppa tote the Wesson
Bullets flying better duck or get a blessing (PHEW)
You pussy niggas really stressin
I get dis money count it up
Wit my new weapon
Bitch i aye bitch I smoke gelato in a mansion
Yo baby mama peeped the ice yea diamonds dancing
Knocking at my trap late night get to blasting
Dont fight copped the glizzy for the action
1 shot from this Wesson call the reverend
I'm smoking purple ape
While I'm in this wrafe
200 be the dash bitch I do the race
These niggas always on my dick
They really gay
Smoke gelato in a stang
Hoped out the Wrafe
Bitches always want my time
But they give me face
Bitches always want my time
But they give me face
Pull up and you might get yo wig split
Unless you talking business
Not talking bout them hunnits
I want them pink fifties
Fuck a choppa tote the Wesson
Bullets flying better duck or get a blessing
You pussy niggas really stressing
I get dis money count it up
Fuck a choppa tote the Wesson
Bullets flying better duck or get a blessing
You pussy niggas really stressing
I get dis money count it up
Wit my weapon hoe
Fuck a choppa tote the Wesson
Writer(s): James Austin
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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