Young Chop - X lyrics

[Verse: 1] My chopper hit the folks Like he came with Meechie My chopper stomp a b**h I think he came with Reese Pull up on your b**h like she begging Think she's pleased to meet me This FN watch it skip, scratch it like a CD For my ex b**h, for my old partners Finger f** my new choppers Slice you like a cucumber X you out Circle you in I'm a triangle Boy yous a square This pistol hit a n***a, like he hit him first Fill out this Glock job application, he gonna give you work Boy you like an ant, bite me, how could it hurt? You see I fell up in a Glo hole, its dripping' off my shirt Go ahead stand up, its a man down Steve Austin hit a n***a with a smackdown Chopper sing like its signed to the Mo Town Think he hot come threw its a fend down Before I pop, better bring the rubber bands out Cut off your wrist, f** a hand out On the roof throwing thousand dollar clothes down You ain't getting money n***a sit down Little girl there's an elephant in the house 3 blunts, half an ounce Got some P's and I'm pa**ing them out Run off, [?] mouth, no shout Say you want back your b**h? Well, imma be done in an hour f** her in my nice a** shower, you can be calling for hours Come through blowing like a whistle, I forget you I won't even remember that sh** Pull up on a f** n***a, whats up n***a? He said he ain't with none of that sh** Riding round with the pipes, and a couple bowls of loud I can go to jail for that sh** But cops can't knock me down, get right out make bail for that sh** n***as think that its sweet, Valentines Day AR-14 come say he love you I was talking bout the money, told your b**h not now I'm riding round with my boo Hey boy I dare you nothing, get mixed in a bowl with the fruits This blender hit ya a**, he gon turn into Juicy Fruit Why I always hop in my car, Sosa where you going? I'm going far Blowing sh** up like a bomb 9/11 folks nem not a fire All this ice on my arm I think i need to go and get shots Put circles all up on your shirt I think we need to go and get a box