Young Thug, Wiz Khalifa - Choppas on Choppas lyrics

[Young Thug, Wiz Khalifa - Choppas on Choppas lyrics]

Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Choppers on choppers on choppers
On choppers on choppers)
YSL, slatt, slime, you dig, slime, choppers
Jeffery (Wheezy Beats)

Boy, this a new AK
That shirt for the shell case
I shoot for my dawgs, dawg
I rip it the worst way
We not using baking soda
But shit is a pancake
She say I should try to chill
That ain't what the Xan say
I got choppers on choppers
On choppers on choppers
(Choppers on choppers on
Choppers on choppers)
Choppas on choppers on choppers
On choppers on choppers
(Voom, voom, voom, voom, voom, let’s get it)
Choppas on choppers on choppers
On choppers on choppers
(Phew, phew, phew, phew, phew, phew, phew)
Choppas on choppers on choppers
On choppers on choppers

(Thugga) diamonds and
I know what's up with you bitches just raw
Raw she ain't no good
She done fucked almost all the dawgs
Caught in the club
I done pulled a crystal on her
Got choppas on choppas on choppas
On choppas on choppas
Got choppas on sticks on some sticks
And some more and some choppas
Got sticks and the motherfucker black
Like the motherfucker Rock
I got my first stick and that
Bitch was all black like Barack
I got a lil’ bitch and she
Twerk like the daughter of Barack
I got a new spot with them
Sticks on the top like Barack you play
I'ma air your ass out and
I don't plan on stoppin'
Colorful money, Monopoly
Colorful money Monopoly

Boy, this a new AK
That shirt for the shell case
I shoot for my dawgs, dawg
I rip it the worst way
We not using baking soda
But shit is a pancake
She say I should try to chill
That ain't what the Xan say
I got choppers on choppers
On choppers on choppers
(Choppers on choppers on
Choppers on choppers)
Choppas on choppers on choppers
On choppers on choppers
(Voom, voom, voom, voom, voom, let's get it)
Choppas on choppers on choppers
On choppers on choppers
(Phew, phew, phew, phew, phew, phew, phew)
Choppas on choppers on choppers
On choppers on choppers

Young Khalifa got pounds in the trunk
Fuck a none smoking son rolling
Up for the one imma rich nigga I don't
Walk through the front
And I'm been getting paid
So I don’t really got to stunt
You don’t get fly, you don't get stoned
You don’t get high, your bitch gave me dome
You don't make two million off a tour, dawg
I'm just getting home you don't got two or
Three bitches that’s better
Than motherfuckers sendin' them pics
Through your phone
You don't got kush in your cone
You don't got millions of clones
You don't get fresh and go way overseas with
Your name on a plane you just flown
Khalifa don't play by the rules
I don't bend 'em or break 'em
I'ma make 'em my own
Finna make another billion dollars as soon
As this KK get grown
I'm make a stain out you dissing no
Little shit that I'ma aim at you, man

Boy, this a new AK
That shirt for the shell case
I shoot for my dawgs, dawg
I rip it the worst way
We not using baking soda
But shit is a pancake
She say I should try to chill
That ain't what the Xan say
I got choppers on choppers
On choppers on choppers
(Choppers on choppers on
Choppers on choppers)
Choppas on choppers on choppers
On choppers on choppers
(Voom, voom, voom, voom, voom, let's get it)
Choppas on choppers on choppers
On choppers on choppers
(Phew, phew, phew, phew, phew, phew, phew)
Choppas on choppers on choppers
On choppers on choppers

(yeah, Thugga, Slatt, Jeffery)
I got some stoner get homie I'm raw, raw
She came through a Cartier owner she raw dawg
I'm saucy, I got me some gators on my balls
She throw that shit back in
The room like all all
I tried out ya block and
I got a chopper, chopper, chopper
On the lonely ladder going to the top, ayy
Even if you fit the
Picture, you gettin' cropped, hey
Jeffery all going cop going cop, ayy
Welcome turn the sticks i'm
Sitting on choppers
We big warrant coming down your block today
We go, go to war with 12, no bottom blockin'
(Pussy) and I know you know how
All them slimes rockin', man

Boy, this a new AK
That shirt for the shell case
I shoot for my dawgs, dawg
I rip it the worst way
We not using baking soda
But shit is a pancake
She say I should try to chill
That ain't what the Xan say
I got choppers on choppers
On choppers on choppers
(Choppers on choppers on
Choppers on choppers)
Choppas on choppers on choppers
On choppers on choppers
(Voom, voom, voom, voom, voom, let's get it)
Choppas on choppers on choppers
On choppers on choppers
(Phew, phew, phew, phew, phew, phew, phew)
Choppas on choppers on choppers
On choppers on choppers

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