Chopper Docter
Huh, bring a bitch and do 'em bad, yeah
Lil' Top, I'm on his ass
Throw them Glocks inside this Jag', yeah
Automatic with that bag
They don't wanna see me bop, bitch
She could eat my cock, bitch
Hold on, clean a nigga block, they know I stay ridin' with that mop
Hold on, Forgiato's, beat up back and all that I know
Hold on, tell the back up pull onside and shoot the side-door
I ain't kill that boy, go ask his boss, for all that I know
I was countin' up plenty mula, like I hit the lotto
Hold on, deadass, baby mama, deadass, fuckin' chopper, hold on
Dirty-ass fuckin' nigga, I came up, straight from the bottom
Slimy-ass nigga, wet that boy in front of his fuckin' mama
This that shit that I is, hit inside his head and front his top up
Dead boppin', he got fuckin' problems
Get on pills and start tweakin', he be fuckin' wylin'
Won't get killed, he get even, put drums in them choppers
I want this life, you can't save him, 'cause I am the doctor
And I am the problem, and I am the issue
And I am the remedy, turn up with my nigga
I got the ratchetest bitches, come from racks to gas to riches
Went from fightin', then to killin', cool like Antifreeze, now blew his ceilin'
Got ahead of me, bitch, no you didn't, paper, I've been sippin' silly
Hurts and I've been lurkin', catch 'em workin' and I pop out with it
Rent it, I'm gon' split this fifty, FIFA, bitch, no we can't kick it
Want it, 'fore I hit it, lick it, oh, lit, bitch, watch, I dive up in it
Divin' and he better not beat me, bet he not gon' see next season
Occasion, I got season in these heaters, this the hottest feast
MAC and it's small, believe that, and I call this bitch MAC Nina
Record the boy, like Jason, think I'm Jason, when I'm masked up, nigga
Fuck it, they be hatin', slime, triple O got all kinds
Double-low inside the clip, rollin' up, it's 'bout time
Bitch, you best respect my mind, them niggas from your project died
One of them haters go to slidin', catch him, hop out, walk him down
Huh, bring a bitch and do 'em bad, yeah
Lil' Top, I'm on his ass
Throw them Glocks inside this Jag', yeah
Automatic with that bag
They don't wanna see me bop, bitch
She could eat my cock, bitch
Hold on, clean a nigga block, they know I stay ridin' with that mop
Hold on, Forgiato's, beat up back and all that I know
Hold on, tell the back up pull onside and shoot the side-door
I ain't kill that boy, go ask his boss, for all that I know
I was countin' up plenty mula, like I hit the lotto
Hold on, deadass, baby mama, deadass, fuckin' chopper, hold on
Dirty-ass fuckin' nigga, I came up, straight from the bottom
Slimy-ass nigga, wet that boy in front of his fuckin' mama
This that shit that I is, hit inside his head and front his top up
Dead boppin', he got fuckin' problems
Get on pills and start tweakin', he be fuckin' wylin'
Won't get killed, he get even, put drums in them choppers
I want this life, you can't save him, 'cause I am the doctor