Choppa Won't Miss (feat. Young Thug) SONG LYRICS

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Choppa Won't Miss (feat. Young Thug) - Playboi Carti Song 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)
Choppa won't miss a nigga
(Choppa won't miss a nigga)
100 round drum killin' everybody
100 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 till 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
Narder 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)
Choppa won't miss a nigga
(Choppa won't miss a nigga)
100 round drum killin' everybody
100 round drum killin' everybody
Choppa won't miss a niggaOut there running with my gun
Young nigga shoot for fun
Put some money on your head
I sell yo ass for 10
I got ice to match the ice
Ice to match the fit
I got bitches on top of bitches
And all my bitches 10s
I still don't dance 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 (grrrah, grrah)
Choppa won't miss a nigga
(Choppa won't miss a nigga)
100 round drum killin' everybody (yeah)
100 round drum killin' everybody
Choppa won't miss a nigga (grrrah, Jeffrey!)30 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)
Choppa won't miss a nigga (Reddot)
100 round drum killin' everybody (yeah)
100 round drum killin' everybody
Choppa won't miss a niggaPew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew!
Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew!
Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew!

Choppa Won't Miss (feat. Young Thug) song lyrics