Choppa Diablo - Vrazy Thoughts

If you aint talkin money what you talkin for
My verses get the coochie wet this that fountain flow
You can have whatever you like what you pouting for
I can sign whoever I like I got options though

Why you back with that bitch and she aint got no motion
Grown as hell walking around this bitch, all your pockets broken
If it dont make a dollar it dont make no sense
Flexin with your landlord money you aint pay your rent

I spice talk its a given my name diablo
You want beef bet these shells turn your brain to taco
Broke since he came out the womb he aint get no guapo
You aint no ultra man you a Johnny Sacco

Do the monkey with me baby Im Johnny Bravo
My left hand creed but I named the right hand Apollo
Since you really think you iron man you can catch these hallows
3.5 of some gas burnin in a fronto

Big brenda knock your head off its a eggplant
You died for some lyrics in your song you shouldnt of said that
If you got a wiretap on your shirt you a fed tap
If I had to choose you or me Id pick my daughter

And I keep a bad bitch at home Im not a single father
Not worried bout broke shit I am not bothered
Smart as hell when Im off act outstanding scholar
I read the art of war now I think Im sun tzu
shoot him through the door thats how we do in gunru
Shoot him through the door he aint even gotta open it
Brenner spilt my pop and I just pour a four in it
30 o6 info red with the scope on it

My bitch bad real bad like a poker chip
When Im off ease I'm that guy on my social shit
Your girl like pickles wanna suck on my kosher stick

Written by:
Takeem Moore

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