Lil Uzi Vert, Guap Tarantino - 100 Round Choppers lyrics

Lil Uzi Vert [Symere Woods]

[Lil Uzi Vert, Guap Tarantino - 100 Round Choppers lyrics]

Choppa, choppa, choppa, choppa bitch, choppa
Choppa, choppa, choppa, choppa
ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob

Hunnid round choppas
My lil' niggas like shottas
Might sell ya father
We get plenty of dollars have a ménage, uh
With your bitch on my Charger
Was at the bottom now a nigga got larger
Don't want no problems with that bitch
I'ma dodge her
I'm in Miami on the coast eatin' lobster
I won a GRAMMY just to
Mean that I'm bossed up
Can't wear no panties, yeah
That chick done got tossed up
Yes, I'm a bandit, uh came from the planet
Fuck her then vanish racks getting managed
Walk in with the stick, I don't give a shit
I just ate my wrist, VVs, it glisten

I just paid a rent, choppa came with tint
I just fucked your bitch and
Gave her back like
Nigga keep on talkin', man, that
Business gon' get sent, yeah
Every beat I'm walkin'
Makin' hit's extravagant i got a bad bitch
Turn to a savage no, I'm not average
Green like a cabbage
I'ma bag bitch, fuck on the baddest but no
I don't kiss
Yeah, I'm a Bourne with the Glock
I don't miss
I'm goin' straight to the top on my
Went to New York with some ice on my wrist
I'm fresh out the boat like I just got some
I gave her one Perc', I said, "Girl
We can hang sometime"
Got some of ya niggas, they ready to line
All of this money, it blowin' my phone line
I know this shit, perfect time
I done made it off of rhymes
You can't tell me I ain't

Hunnid round choppas
My lil' niggas like shottas
Might sell ya father
We get plenty of dollars have a ménage, uh
With your bitch on my Charger
Was at the bottom now a nigga got larger
Don't want no problems with that bitch
I'ma dodge her
I'm in Miami on the coast eatin' lobster
I won a GRAMMY just to
Mean that I'm bossed up
Can't wear no panties, yeah
That chick done got tossed up
Yes, I'm a bandit, uh came from the planet
Fuck her then vanish racks getting managed
Walk in with the stick, I don't give a shit
I just ate my wrist, VVs, it glisten

Huh, pull up
SRT, I show you how to steer, yeah
Diamonds in her tongue so it's
Diamonds in her neck, yeah
Diamonds on my belt, but this is not no
Diamonds in my sex, I got diamonds in my
I pull up with a rich bitch
Diamonds in her dress
Diamonds got no flaws, diamonds stay on VVs
Yeah forgiato wheels, I don't want no BBS
I got too much pull out by BackWoods, I CVS
Yeah
All brown, Tom Brown suit like UPS, yeah
These hoes for the streets
That's that THL finesse
Fin on my back like a shark
It's a FNS, yeah
Cleanin' up the mess, got the
Birds like a nest, yeah

Hunnid round choppas
My lil' niggas like shottas
Might sell ya father
We get plenty of dollars have a ménage, uh
With your bitch on my Charger
Was at the bottom now a nigga got larger
Don't want no problems with that bitch
I'ma dodge her
I'm in Miami on the coast eatin' lobster
I won a GRAMMY just to
Mean that I'm bossed up
Can't wear no panties, yeah
That chick done got tossed up
Yes, I'm a bandit, uh came from the planet
Fuck her then vanish racks getting managed
Walk in with the stick, I don't give a shit
I just ate my wrist, VVs, it glisten

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