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Shotta Flow 5 (Explicit)

NLE Choppa
2020-06-122:18 minSynced lyrics

"Shotta Flow 5 (Explicit)" is a song by NLE Choppa, released in 2020 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:18 long and contains 93 lines and 660 words.

Lyrics

0:02You know what the f**k goin' on
0:04NLE motherf**kin' Choppa
0:06The Top Shotta you hear me
0:08I stand on top of s**t
0:10We doin' this s**t ayy
0:12Go get him go
0:13I whip the pack like Ike and Tina I just copped me a Bimmer
0:17A Bimmer
0:17Used to ride in steamers
0:18Steamer
0:19I'm hot as jalapeños
0:20B***h I'm sellin' out arenas
0:22I'm sellin' 'em out
0:22They say "He entertain us"
0:24Entertain
0:24And if you try to tame us I bet we leave you stained up
0:27Ayy
0:28Whole lotta sticks in the house it's a gun show
0:29Bullets get him wet like a motherf**kin' poncho
0:31I don't think none of y'all n***as want gun smoke
0:33Don't second guess this s**t I'm gon' blow
0:35P***y
0:35Whole lotta shots when it come out the Drac'
0:36Chop a n***a up then put him in the lake
0:38Brrt
0:38Shiesty young n***a they call me a snake
0:39Ayy f**k all that Trick shoot 'em in the face
0:41Send a hit at five he was dead by six
0:43By six
0:43Got shot seven times but the eighth shot missed
0:45Nine shots in the clip could've sworn it was ten
0:46Didn't f**k with 12 I was eleven again
0:48I need me a trophy the best to sin
0:50You n***as ain't straight y'all lesbians
0:52And f**k your dead homie I'll say it again
0:53If he come back to life he dead again
0:55Try to fight me he gon' fight for his life
0:57B***h
0:57Swing with what I'ma swing with the pipe
0:58He's not cherishin' it
0:59Ayy take his life
1:00Straight jacket music I belong in asylum
1:02Felonies and felonies this what they keep on sellin' me
1:05Yeah yeah
1:05This recipe is deadly see I be drippin' like relish be
1:08Ayy ayy
1:09Shoot him in the head shoulda had on a hard hat
1:11Ayy
1:11We finish the beef as soon as you start that
1:12Ayy
1:12B***h I shoot first why the f**k would I spark back
1:14If you really a thug let me see where your heart at
1:16Ayy
1:16If I say catch a body lil' n***a you catchin' it
1:17If I tell you run off is you really finessin' it
1:19Ayy
1:19If I give you a brick are you gon' sell that s**t
1:21Ayy
1:21If you get in a jam are you gon' start tellin' s**t
1:23Where is the smoke 'cause b***h I'm inhalin' it
1:24Just like the army we got some artillery
1:26Can they free my dawgs I'm being sincerely
1:28'Nother opp died a n***a like "Seriously"
1:29D**n another one
1:30N***a we shot him and then we killed his brother d**n
1:33We might as well get the mother
1:34N***a say he don't like doing drills I love 'em
1:36If my brothers don't like him I don't
1:38Somebody tell him he in trouble
1:40I paid too much for my motherf**kin' guns for me to scuffle
1:43Gangster young n***a I feel like Gucci
1:45Gucci
1:45F**ked her so hard left blood on her coochie
1:46Made her said "ooh" put my thumb in her booty
1:48I'll be d**ned this dumb a*s ho just pooted
1:50Who ain't with the murder Lil' n***a I kill
1:52That night he died that was my idea
1:53Told my n***as slide make sure he don't live
1:55But that's a lil' secret just keep it concealed
1:57My metal a MAC and I bet I attack
1:58It's a hundred-some shots in this gat so get back
2:00He thought I was lyin' that s**t was a fact
2:02Got shot in his spine but you watchin' his back
2:04N***a say he don't like doing drills I love 'em
2:05F**k you talkin' 'bout haha
2:07Straight straight jacket music I belong in asylum
2:09F**k a n***a what a n***a f**k a n***a mean
2:11N***a say he don't like doing drills I love 'em
2:12Know what I'm sayin' haha
2:13Straight straight straight jacket music
2:15I belong in asylum straight jacket music I belong in asylum
2:17And lil' Top Shotta b***h
2:18F**k you talkin' 'bout
You know what the f**k goin' on
NLE motherf**kin' Choppa
The Top Shotta you hear me
I stand on top of s**t
We doin' this s**t ayy
Go get him go
I whip the pack like Ike and Tina I just copped me a Bimmer
A Bimmer
Used to ride in steamers
Steamer
I'm hot as jalapeños
B***h I'm sellin' out arenas
I'm sellin' 'em out
They say "He entertain us"
Entertain
And if you try to tame us I bet we leave you stained up
Ayy
Whole lotta sticks in the house it's a gun show
Bullets get him wet like a motherf**kin' poncho
I don't think none of y'all n***as want gun smoke
Don't second guess this s**t I'm gon' blow
P***y
Whole lotta shots when it come out the Drac'
Chop a n***a up then put him in the lake
Brrt
Shiesty young n***a they call me a snake
Ayy f**k all that Trick shoot 'em in the face
Send a hit at five he was dead by six
By six
Got shot seven times but the eighth shot missed
Nine shots in the clip could've sworn it was ten
Didn't f**k with 12 I was eleven again
I need me a trophy the best to sin
You n***as ain't straight y'all lesbians
And f**k your dead homie I'll say it again
If he come back to life he dead again
Try to fight me he gon' fight for his life
B***h
Swing with what I'ma swing with the pipe
He's not cherishin' it
Ayy take his life
Straight jacket music I belong in asylum
Felonies and felonies this what they keep on sellin' me
Yeah yeah
This recipe is deadly see I be drippin' like relish be
Ayy ayy
Shoot him in the head shoulda had on a hard hat
Ayy
We finish the beef as soon as you start that
Ayy
B***h I shoot first why the f**k would I spark back
If you really a thug let me see where your heart at
Ayy
If I say catch a body lil' n***a you catchin' it
If I tell you run off is you really finessin' it
Ayy
If I give you a brick are you gon' sell that s**t
Ayy
If you get in a jam are you gon' start tellin' s**t
Where is the smoke 'cause b***h I'm inhalin' it
Just like the army we got some artillery
Can they free my dawgs I'm being sincerely
'Nother opp died a n***a like "Seriously"
D**n another one
N***a we shot him and then we killed his brother d**n
We might as well get the mother
N***a say he don't like doing drills I love 'em
If my brothers don't like him I don't
Somebody tell him he in trouble
I paid too much for my motherf**kin' guns for me to scuffle
Gangster young n***a I feel like Gucci
Gucci
F**ked her so hard left blood on her coochie
Made her said "ooh" put my thumb in her booty
I'll be d**ned this dumb a*s ho just pooted
Who ain't with the murder Lil' n***a I kill
That night he died that was my idea
Told my n***as slide make sure he don't live
But that's a lil' secret just keep it concealed
My metal a MAC and I bet I attack
It's a hundred-some shots in this gat so get back
He thought I was lyin' that s**t was a fact
Got shot in his spine but you watchin' his back
N***a say he don't like doing drills I love 'em
F**k you talkin' 'bout haha
Straight straight jacket music I belong in asylum
F**k a n***a what a n***a f**k a n***a mean
N***a say he don't like doing drills I love 'em
Know what I'm sayin' haha
Straight straight straight jacket music
I belong in asylum straight jacket music I belong in asylum
And lil' Top Shotta b***h
F**k you talkin' 'bout

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