JGRXXN, Ruben Slikk - Chop Up lyrics

Chop up grams of that coca
I probably had a hundred grams
Tucked in that sofa chop it up, chop it up
Grams of that coca
I probably had a hundred grams
Tucked off in that sofa

Chop it up, grams
I was only 17, that meant I was fly
I would hop out of bed, hop up in the trap
Connect that bread, bring that bread back
Was a hard headed nigga from
That Dade County erea
Cocaine Chevy, you can check out my interior

Now I'm getting money from all
Them plays in your stareo
Wait a minute, there he go
You would never know I
Then I let it go live
Now I'm big like Ludacris on the floor
You don't know what to do with this
I was holding Luie shit
But I kept it old school
Yeah that was my old shoe
Used to get a pack and 22 it
Now I got them pro tools
Now they say I'm hot, but that been old news

Chop up grams of that coca
I probably had a hundred grams
Tucked in that sofa chop it up, chop it up
Grams of that coca
I probably had a hundred grams
Tucked off in that sofa

Chop, chop, chop, chop it up
Yeah you know I rock it up
After that I sock it up
Choppers in my County
They be out here straight locking up
I ain't seen my brother in a minute
Cause they locked him up he had hella
I heard he tried to rob a nigga
I heard them cowards roughed him up
Man you niggas fuckin up
Fuckin with the wrong cats
Try that shit one more time
You gon get your doam wacked
Keep a long bat, me I keep a
Get the fuck up off me
Nigga I done had a bad day
You don't wanna get me
First part of my last name

Cock it back, aim straight
Knock a nigga head off
Niggas out here had that purple
Shit we had soft
Na we had hard, got it for that low cost
Yeah that be that low charge
You can let me know, yeah

Chop up grams of that coca
I probably had a hundred grams
Tucked in that sofa chop it up, chop it up
Grams of that coca
I probably had a hundred grams
Tucked off in that sofa