Yoppa (feat. Trippie Redd)

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Flexin' on you, I'm your father (ayy)
 Choppa spittin' lugees like a motherfuckin' Llama (ayy)
 Got the big racks on me, bitch, I'm thumbin' through them commas
 Presidential Rollie got me feelin' like Obama (woo)
 Blew up big, got me feelin' like Osama
 Pussy rappin' 'bout that choppa, bitch, you know I keep a Yoppa (yeah)
 Know I keep a Yoppa, bitch, you know I keep a Yoppa
 Know I tote that Yoppa, bitch, you know I keep a Yoppa, keep a Yoppa
 Keep it on me, it stay on me at all times
 Don't sleep on me, don't speak on me, it's suicide
 Aim it at your brain, it's insane how them slugs fly
 Codeine purple rain, is this what it means when doves cry?
 Never leave my piece, .40 under the seat
 Protect my family 'cause I don't trust the police now
 Love my choppa and I know she loves me
 Ain't no safety 'cause it got the lemon squeeze
 Don't even try
 You ain't 'bout that life
 You ain't ready to die
 Choppa tell the truth, it expose your life
 Flexin' on you, I'm your father (ayy, father)
 Choppa spittin' lugees like a motherfuckin' Llama (ayy)
 Got the big racks on me, bitch, I'm thumbin' through them commas
 Presidential Rollie got me feelin' like Obama (yeah)
 Blew up big, got me feelin' like Osama
 Pussy rappin' 'bout that choppa, bitch, you know I keep a Yoppa (yeah)
 Know I keep a Yoppa, bitch, you know I keep a Yoppa
 Know I tote that Yoppa, bitch, you know I keep a Yoppa, keep a Yoppa
 Keep a Yoppa, my nigga, I keep a choppa
 If you put it in, your gun jam, sayonara, c'est la vie
 Say you got a problem, my nigg, so what's the problem?
 It can go down right now, just slide up
 Should think smarter, should think better
 And I ain't 'bout to argue with a grown ass nigga
 I ain't here to play no games, give a fuck who you claim
 Choppa on me, this the gang, I let it bang
 Don't even try
 You ain't 'bout that life
 You ain't ready to die
 Choppa tell the truth, it expose your life
 Flexin' on you, I'm your father (ayy)
 Choppa spittin' lugees like a motherfuckin' Llama (ayy)
 Got the big racks on me, bitch, I'm thumbin' through them commas
 Presidential Rollie got me feelin' like Obama (woo)
 Blew up big, got me feelin' like Osama
 Pussy rappin' 'bout that choppa, bitch, you know I keep a Yoppa (yeah)
 Know I keep a Yoppa, bitch, you know I keep a Yoppa
 Know I tote that Yoppa, bitch, you know I keep a Yoppa, keep a Yoppa
 

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Duration
03:03
Key
8
Tempo
140 BPM

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