Choppa Diablo & BAG SZN - GR2FLINT
Bitch im from Grand Rapids where the white people run shit but we still active
I got some dog shit on me this a bull mastiff
Sleep shower shit with the Glock cant catch chop lacking
616 murder mitten good morning slimes
pour a 4 roll a big leaf im facing mines
42 double 0 bitch i get paid with mines
Im high as hell off the wockhardt you be facing lines
Cunt you cant match with me that limp wood with the nonos thats sad to me
Im tryna put food on the table why you mad at me
Instead of being broke you should come get a bag with me
Pat ron off the Red Bull just gave me wings
If you aint got a couple bands dont say a thing
If you aint put your team on you a slimy fucker
And I keep that thing on me too dont try me fucker
Yeah this K music you the type to hop up in a stu and make hate music
This shit you niggas doing in the booth thats shame music
Why don't you hop up in the booth and make great music
This that Grand Rapids shit he dont know about it
We can take the fast route where you wanna go about it
He aint tryna beef with me
He aint tryna blow about it he a real big bitch he aint tryna beef with me
He a real big bitch in his last case he told know about it damn
Im bout to crazy on this motherfucker here I go fuck around niggas pussies
Fuck yall cant fuck with us i swear chop them big bags shit bitch
Okay its my turn chop its my turn, Flint town shit
Okay im from Flint niggas lame we gon call them chatty
Beat a bitch down, she not my daughter but she call me daddy
When i rap its like a dope pack, I need a brown baggie
They cant fuck with me I ran up some shit in that black Caddy
Bitch sneak dissin on the net boy you gotta at me
If you really want the smoke nigga, drop your addy
I aint slept all week I been off the addy
Late night you can catch me with a bitch named Gladys
A young bitch with an old name
Better watch the ones who call your dogs its a cold game
Beat a nigga ass for my respect feel like Rokane
This one nigga think he fuckin with me must be off the cane
I just blew a wood with her then she gave me brain
I be fresher than a bitch nigga not a stain
Im waist deep in your bitch i feel like the gang
Put that on the gang 8 1 0 6 1 6 put it on my chain
I can't believe they pillow talkin speakin on my name
Bitch call me Damon Wayans im bringin major pain
She ask who my bitch is bitch Mary Jane,
Bitch is still free G aint shit chains pussy
You know what the fuck goin on big bags in this bitch my nigga chop what up nigga
Written by:
Christopher Davis, Takeem Moore
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