Larry June – Chops On The Blade Lyrics
Numbers nigga
Trap
Man
Stack
Uh
Mack
Cardo
Aye aye aye aye aye aye aye
I’m reaching in my mothafuckin’ pocket (In my pocket)
5 g’s cash and a modified wop (Yeah)
I’m picking up this bitch I’m in Sac (I’m in Sac)
Bonafide snow guarantee to make dollars (Yeah)
It’s only two bitches that I like (That I like)
A trappin’ ass hoe and a square to keep it solid (Uh)
These niggas too worried about niggas (About niggas)
Bitch I just made a 50 ball last night
I’m ridin’ in my 5.easy (Skrt)
I’m sliding through the point, so I’m grippin’ on this G
Saw a black 650 it was Stevie (Stevie Mack)
I say what’s happenin’ with my nigga, you can call me if you need me (Yeah)
I got a lil light skin bitch from the Rich’ (Rich’)
I told her off the rip look I’m not having kids (Nah)
It’s way too much fuckin’ money to get (Aye, aye, aye, aye)
You know the bitch is outta pocket still payin’ the rent
But I be
Trap, trappin’ like a mothafucka (Aye, aye, aye, aye)
Stack, nigga stackin’ like a mothafucka (Man)
Mack, nigga mackin’ like a mothafucka (Good job)
Like a mothafucka (Damn)
Like a mothafucka (Yeah)
Trap, trappin’ like a mothafucka (Yeah, yeah)
Stack, stackin’ like a mothafucka (Yeah, yeah)
Mack, nigga mackin’ like a mothafucka (Yeah, yeah)
Like a mothafucka (Yeah)
Like a mothafucka
I’m dippin’ with Venus and Serena
Chocolate, but make more than Christina
Knocked her’, served the P a subpoena (Man)
Wildin’, sideways in the Beamer
JCat, caught her humpin on Peter
Maybach, I think I sort of, kind of need it (Good job)
Wayback, I was slidin’ with Nina (Nina)
Hit it from the back, smack, smack on demon
Meet me on the hill, I got hubbas for the lowski (Lowski)
I’m bussin’ hella knocks and my right pocket bulky
I told her like this if you know me then you owe me (Good job)
You all in your feelings ’cause a lil bitch on me (Aye, aye, aye, aye)
My XD a 9, this recipe is mine
I light it up, recline (Recline)
Ain’t bout money? Decline (Decline)
I’m M’d up I’m fine (Fine)
Nigga HP my side (Side)
Nigga hate me, don’t mind (Mind)
Cause I’m knee deep in the mob
Cause I be
Trap, trappin’ like a mothafucka
Stack, nigga stackin’ like a mothafucka
Mack, nigga mackin’ like a mothafucka (Good job)
Like a mothafucka (Cardo)
Like a mothafucka
Trap, trappin’ like a mothafucka (Yeah, yeah)
Stack, stackin’ like a mothafucka (Yeah, yeah)
Mack, nigga mackin’ like a mothafucka (Yeah, yeah)
Like a mothafucka (Yeah)
Like a mothafucka
Aye aye aye aye
Yeah nigga
It’s zero miles on the dash nigga
Rollin’ up on pink slips and shit
Numbers nigga
Niggas thought this shit was over, that shit funny as hell nigga
And a bitch out of pocket nigga, you better quit playing with me
Nigga this the night shift
You know what I’m talking about?
Numbers
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
Sh sh sh
Man uh
Damn
Numbers
Good job
