Playboi Carti, Young Thug - Choppa Won't Miss Lyrics

Yeah! We ain't wasting no time
(Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
Splat, splat, splat, woo!

Choppa won't miss a nigga
Choppa won't miss a nigga
Choppa won't miss a nigga
Hundred round drum killin' everybody
Hundred round drum killin' everybody
Choppa won't miss a nigga

She hop on the dick and she split
Hop on my dick like a bitch
Suck on my dick like a tick
You a copier, yeah, you like to copy shit
You ain't even on the style 'til young Carti popped the shit
I got hella hoes (woah), on some papi shit (woah, woah)
Need to pop a bitch, need a solid bitch, harder than a brick
Choppers on the counter, pints all in the fridge

Choppa won't miss a nigga
Choppa won't miss a nigga
Choppa won't miss a nigga
Hundred round drum killin' everybody
Hundred round drum killin' everybody
Choppa won't miss a nigga

Out there running with my gun
Young nigga shoot for fun
Put some money on your head, I sell yo ass for ten
I got ice to match the ice, ice to match the fit
I got bitches on top of bitches, and all my bitches tens
I spill and then I milly rock, just hide it in my sock
I got bitches in the lot (lot), pouring up the pop (pop)

Choppa won't miss a nigga
Choppa won't miss a nigga
Choppa won't miss a nigga
Hundred round drum killin' everybody (yeah)
Hundred round drum killin' everybody
Choppa won't miss a nigga (grrrah, Jeffrey!)

Thirty round drum in the jean jacket
That makin' mean my jean kinda baggy
I never go for a chain snatch (I never go for a chain snatch)
I done been done had the same jewerly
Three-twenty all on the dash
A Bentley truck is my G-Wagon
Me and the dawgs smokin' nothin' but nasty (dawg!)
Fuck the law and whoever askin' (yeah yeah)
Cheated on my bitch with a bitch, so you know she was livid
Cheated on my bitch with a bitch with bigger titties
'Bout to cheat on my bitch with a mothafuckin' midget (mothafuckin' midget)
Bank with my card, I go hard in every city
Stackin' for the dawg, I got hoes in every city
That funny hoe, why that bitch say that we living here?
Ran over the law, if I tell 'em, "aye, let's get it"
Platinum way, let's get it, diamonds in my face, let's get it
I got diamonds in my face, they half a carat, aye!

Choppa won't miss a nigga
Choppa won't miss a nigga
Choppa won't miss a nigga
Hundred round drum killin' everybody
Hundred round drum killin' everybody
Choppa won't miss a nigga

Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew!
Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew!
Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew!