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choppa season - lil noonie lyrics

[intro]
uh, long live big drac, long live baby drac
free blowski, foe, free nardo, free drac, free luck
uh, uh
go, brrt
brrt, go (ain’t that lil dave on the mix?)

[verse 1]
my walkers walk you for a favor
i don’t post gens ’cause i’m on papers (yeah)
get caught by walks, no one could save you (yeah)
get chased by kids wavin’ some lasers
this rap sh*t just my second nature
walk or die, bl**dy shark crazy
make you comfortable and take you
nice meetin’ you too, i’ll see you later (yeah)
that b*tton cool, i’d rather drac’ ’em (go, go)
get left in shock, you would think we tased ’em
got pipe or not, we still’ll chase you (brrt)
i tapped his head, left his sh*t achin’ (yeah, yeah)
think with his d*ck, send ho, it bait him
get shot in the head, bald fade or taper
make your car mines, sn*tch sh*t, no cables
if he ain’t six feet, bet he got staples

[chorus]
just got out of school, in the hot with switch (go)
i could barely drive, but i drove for wick (yeah, yeah)
my twin in here and i’m finna be rich
might smile on live, deep down, i’m p*ssed
i shed a few tears, few blocks got spinned
multiple shot, two dead in the ditch
g29 irritatin’ my wrist
my ear*drums busted by the half of the clip
this sh*t gettin’ easier and we get sleazy
so if you food, we wipe noses
four of us squeezin’, leave you bleedin’
that lil’ boy died from y’all trollin’
the weather freezin’, chopper season
you wouldn’t wanna be the one gettin’ caught loafin’
push up, i’m either, joggers, adidas
you fall, you f*cked, leave your sh*t open
[verse 2]
walk blitz from the back, i’ma come through the front (yeah, yeah)
sosa and bj ass got slumped
chase got caught in the car and got flushed
lo kept dissin’, they made him hush (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
kept shootin’ up the j and they won’t get enough (brrt)
q50s, switch lane, he dust (yeah, yeah)
can’t surround myself by a n*gga i don’t trust
my backdoor open, get your sh*t bust (brrt)

[chorus]
just got out of school, in the hot with switch (yeah, yeah)
i could barely drive, but i drove for wick
my twin in here and i’m finna be rich
might smile on live, deep down, i’m p*ssed
i shed a few tears, few blocks got spinned
multiple shot, two dead in the ditch
g29 irritatin’ my wrist
my ear*drums busted by the half of the clip
this sh*t gettin’ easier and we get sleazy
so if you food, we wipe noses
four of us squeezin’, leave you bleedin’
that lil’ boy died from y’all trollin’
the weather freezin’, chopper season
you wouldn’t wanna be the one gettin’ caught loafin’
push up, i’m either, joggers, adidas
you fall, you f*cked, leave your sh*t open
[verse 3]
from sayin’ a wrong, sh*t get your head knocked off your shoulder
don’t shoot from the corner, creep up, get closer (brrt)
qb switch lanes and he don’t pull over (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
q50, no mask ’cause that b*tch slower
then k fine as h*ll ’cause the biz be lower
we do what we want, no n*gga control it
don’t be surprised, you get found in the ocean
i’m not your friend for sure
and i can’t slide for you gen, i got me a new one
flip blocks again, i love to sin
follow every command, no need to recruit ’em (brrt)
my eyes gettin’ low ’cause i’m fried and i’m booted (go, go)
don’t take none on mine ’cause they usin’ the influence (yeah, yeah)
no innocent souls, none of mines, they do it
we’ll take any gun, d*mn well gon’ use it (yeah)
from left to right, everybody gettin’ walked
so you wanna be stretched, outlined in chalk
nyah wop got bumped off with my yawk
i’ma wipe me a nose, they sh*t gettin’ bought (b*tch)
can’t even be mad ’cause it was his fault
won’t die like a b*tch, up quick and toss (brrt)
we pull up smashin’ sh*t hulk
watch fire flamin’ out the exhaust
if the sun outside, then we outside
you better stay inside, if not, you baked
lil mari so thirsty, tryna find and take
we done parked four hots, broad day on the 8
oh, we really the reason y’all playin’ with dracs
and y’all lost two n*ggas from claimin’ the j
and that was an interestin’*ass day
heard one in the car, one slumped on the gate
[chorus]
just got out of school, in the hot with switch (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i could barely drive, but i drove for wick (brrt)
my twin in here and i’m finna be rich
might smile on live, deep down, i’m p*ssed
i shed a few tears, few blocks got spinned
multiple shot, two dead in the ditch
g29 irritatin’ my wrist
my ear*drums busted by the half of the clip
this sh*t gettin’ easier and we get sleazy
so if you food, we wipe noses
four of us squeezin’, leave you bleedin’
that lil’ boy died from y’all trollin’
the weather freezin’, chopper season
you wouldn’t wanna be the one gettin’ caught loafin’
push up, i’m either, joggers, adidas
you fall, you f*cked, leave your sh*t open (b*tch)

- lil noonie lyrics

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