Choppin/Fat Kat Lyrics

Chopping rappers like a sensei

Tell em' I'm an artist they not with me no Com Prende

But they comprehend a 10k

Only thing they read is what the letters on the Benz say

Poppers popping, rockers rocking

And the cycle only stop because the chopper pointed at ya noggin

Opps oping, niggas copping

See some red and blue and then the Flockers get to mother fucking flocking like

Walking whipping, niggas tripping

And the headlight flash up on you try to run but then ya body stiffing

Point a laser, fuck a taser

Why them niggas trying to fry me when they really soft just like some bakers uh

HizzyOG on the track spitting facts jack

All you niggas boo fee like some mother fucking whack pack

Aye, eating good just like a fat cat

Blow a couple commas on a mother fucking fat sack

I ain't bringing home no shorties from no parties sorry got a double seater and I'm pulling up with homie Marty

Yeah we dying lit like Carty so I'm always tardy

Life too fucking short I'm never stressing if a nigga saw me

Living lavish like a fat cat

Causing static I can match that

Cinematic like a sad rat, Jerrying around til' you receive a triple back scratch

Steal the vibe I'm calling ASCAP

Run the jewels I need to bag that

Steaming fresh up out the bad batch rottenness, can't clone Hiz thought he was trash man

Yo, spitting flows curving hoes and Bimbos

Cause everybody knows that I'm cold with the rap

The boom bap, but not the trap like

Nowadays everybody want to fucking cap

So the walkers walking, the talkers talking

But it's different story when the niggas get to vlogging

And the ballers balling, the hogg er hogging

Pass, homie check the clock because it's looking like you stalling

Ain't no ducking action, so get to cashing

Brick, now you lost the game because your homie wasn't passing

See these niggas greedy, diabetes

Too much clout gon' help the opps catch you lacking on the fucking TV

I bake the ziti, my lyrics 3D

You niggas sleepy, want to be me but this flow too fucking creepy

So if you dreaming, wake up screaming

Heard a demon, hate to say it but you wasn't really dreaming

Got the shorties creaming, 40's steaming and the parties screaming

Audi screeching, catch a nigga if he sorry teach em'

Sometimes, niggas never learn because you hardly leaked em'

Now he on ya ass just like a stain so you gon' have to bleach em'

HizzyOG on the track nigga

Smoking pack nigga gas is fucking whack nigga

And if you ain't cooling like a fat cat

Get your mother fucking back scratched

And clawed, and slashed, and scraped