NLE Choppa – Shotta Flow Lyrics

Yeah

NLE, top shotta

Baby Mexico tell 'em

Yeah, what we on Blueface?

How we comin'?

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I am a menace, keep me a rack just like tennis

I'm with the shit like I'm Dennis

I started this shit I'ma finish

Niggas be hatin', tryna blemish my image

Who want the smoke? .223 came with the scope

Extended clip long as a rope

We wipe his nose, just like he had him a cold

I knew that boy was a hoe

Pull up with the gang, you know that we bangin'

What is your set, nigga? What is you claimin'?

I am a beast, you cannot tame it

Don't point the finger, this shit can get dangerous

These niggas hatin', these niggas plottin'

Ooh, he got money? I'm runnin' his wallet

You say you a killer, lil' nigga stop it

In a shoot out yo' gun was droppin'

You really a hoe

You pull up, I let that bitch blow

And just like some tissue, we wipin' yo nose

I was on stage with the strap at my show

If you playin' my bro, put a tag on yo' toe

Run a nigga up, send 'em straight to the doctor

Two bullets in his chest make a fuck nigga holla

I'm a big dog, Great Dane, nigga, you a toddler

Bitch nigga, you my son so they make me a father

I am a menace, keep me a rack just like tennis

I'm with the shit like I'm Dennis

I started this shit I'ma finish

Niggas be hatin', tryna blemish my image

Who want the smoke? .223 came with the scope

Extended clip long as a rope

We wipe his nose, just like he had him a cold

I knew that boy was a hoe (Huh?)

Blueface, baby

Yeah, yeah, aight

Bitch, I'm a Loc, MAC with the scope

I am big homie, one phone call they go

Pick the wrong side, Glock put him court side

Now he watchin' this shoot from the flo'

Ooh, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, let me switch the flow

Choppa got a choppa, make a wrong move, bet he pop ya'

Bitch call me daddy, bitch call me papa

That boy baloney, bitch, I'm ve-gan

You now if I hit it, then it was on camera

Hopped off the bus then hopped in a Porsche (Panamera)

Four G's sittin' on a four piece with a biscuit

I play with fire, sometimes I burn bridges

Bet you ain't ever met a nigga love swimmin'

Pull up like Tracy McGrady from the Pistons

Gotta keep a pistol for a fuck nigga dissin'

Bet this choppa make him dance like a disco

I am a menace, keep me a rack just like tennis

I'm with the shit like I'm Dennis

I started this shit I'ma finish

Niggas be hatin', tryna blemish my image

Who want the smoke? .223 came with the scope

Extended clip long as a rope

We wipe his nose, just like he had him a cold

I knew that boy was a ho (Huh?)

I might just OD, Percs killin' me slowly

Feelin' like I'm Kobe, can't ner' nigga hol' me

If he wanna run up on me, shoot 'em like Ginobili

And I'm with the shit lil' homie, yeah, like I'm Toby, yeah

And I'm with the shit lil' homie, yeah, like I'm Toby, yeah

Bitch!

Finna ad-lib, keep all that

(Like a school shooter, named Toby, yeah)

Keep all that Tay, yeah (Huh, huh)

(This shit straight drop, lil' nigga, no cut)

Ayy Tay, keep all that

(Straight drop, lil' nigga, no cut)

Keep all that, yeah, yeah

(Up from my hip, yeah)