YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Choppas Spray ’Round lyrics

Leave me 'lone, chu' on fo'
(I bet my last track
Probably gave you lockjaw, hey Lilkdubb)
Choppas spray 'round, this the answer, look

Choppas spray 'round, this the answer
It he tourin', we gon' bang 'em in Atlanta
Huh send 'em to the heavens gates
Leave 'em for the pastor
Catch 'em and we pop 'em
He won’t be no hassle
Run down and we stamp em' my nigga
We gon' take his soul
He gon' leave, play with me, chop ya low
Stick his chest out
Watch how quick I make him fold (Oh)
I ain’t gotta say a thing to let ‘em know

This that choppa
Bring it at thеm niggas who want problems
Like that that Draco ain’t gon' stop 'em
You know what I mеan
We kill the scene right with that llama
Runnin' with that murda man
Pockets filled with hundreds bands
Oh that red boy think he got
I give that bitch a tan
You know you don’t want that man
40 open up a can party when we split ya man
Take it off don’t throw ya hand
Nigga make me show young man
Cock back and I bust his ass

Choppas spray 'round, this the answer
It he tourin', we gon' bang 'em in Atlanta
Huh send 'em to the heavens gates
Leave 'em for the pastor
Catch 'em and we pop 'em
He won’t be no hassle
Run down and we stamp em' my nigga
We gon' take his soul
He gon' leave, play with me, chop ya low
Stick his chest out
Watch how quick I make him fold (Oh)
I ain’t gotta say a thing to let ‘em know

This that choppa
Bring it at them niggas who want problems
Like that that Draco ain’t gon' stop 'em
You know what I mean
We kill the scene right with that llama