Choppa Diablo - GMC (feat. White Ross)

Me and em smoked a whole ounce in a gmc
Bitches on my line on freaky shit like pee on
In vip section rose glass up with es on me
I'm a grand rapids nigga you already know steeze on me

My LC chopstick were twin at
I just got into an altercation fn slapped
I just bought another money maker I been tapped
I cant tell you what I bought today I aint into that
Youll catch me in the burb chillin with my white people
With a smug look wood rolled I dont like people
You sure you wanna go there with me I fight people
I don't never burn a bridge with people I might need em
I just got into it with me

I almost killed myself
I just pulled another four I healed myself
I would never tell you to do some shit I aint did myself
Compared to the old shit I did I outdid myself

Bag said by next year we up dog shit
When Devil's Night hit number one I called it
Why you talkin all that rah-rah you all a bitch
You can barely hear me when Im in your house its a small tick
You a ugly, weird body bitch you all hips

I can turn your crib into a haunted house a small crip
When Im spazzin on your beat its a fee a small tip
I'm only cookin grease up in the fuckin lab these all hits

If I died from the smoke then it was second hand
Bro was scared to die, he just did the running man
I aint scared to shop lets go run a couple bands
I ain't scared to pop lets go ahead and run it back
I cant ever stop it's like Im a running back

Hes runnin the shop Im runnin the bag
If Im runnin pops Im running black
If I run from cops im not comin back
Everything Im sayin soundin kinda black

Whats he got to say bet its somethin wack
Everything he say is really somethin cap
Never mind your honor Ima double that

Written by:
Takeem Moore

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