Choppa Sang Freestyle Lyrics

Yeah make that fucking choppa sang

Yeah make that fucking choppa sang

Yeah make that fucking choppa sang

Yeah make that fucking choppa sang

Choppa sang

Pull up on this bitch and they hate

Make that choppa sang

Confetti in the sky, make that choppa sang

Saw the bullets and then I made that choppa sang

Pop pop pop pop pow at yo ride

Make the choppa sang, nigga imma slide

Pull up on em, hm yeah, pull up on a ride

If I hit up on that bitch then imma make that shit a side

Imma make that shit a side its not the main course

Pull up on these niggas in a four door

Yeah that four course

Pull up on this niggas then I let they ass sleep

Pull up on this shit I make it so damn discrete

I make that choppa sang

Nigga

Make that choppa sang

Yeah

I make that choppa sang

Yeah Nigga

I make that choppa sang

Uh Yeah

I make that choppa sang

All of my mans they go insane

Pull up on this bitch and I'm just going

Like it's propane

Smoking so much gas man I need to be a propane

Man like I'm fucking hank hill of the cold game

Damn

Yeah these niggas so lame

Pull up on this bitch and

I'm just taking all the checks mane

Run up on this shit and then

I'm getting all my bands mane

Run up to the show and

Then I'm getting all my funds mane

What is this? that's my choppa sanging

Ran up on you niggas hit him with that Super Saiyan

Choppa man that bitch extended and

That bitch is slanging