[Chorus: NLE Choppa] Am Dm Uh, posted (Posted), in front of the trap (Front the trap) Am Selling dope 'til the sun come down (Come down) Dm Take a fuck nigga right off the map (Off the map) Am When I hit him with this whole hundred rounds (A hundred rounds) Dm Yung Joc, in the club with my Glock (With my Glock) Am You want to play, and then this bitch going down (It's goin' down) Dm We ain't hesitatin', bullets get to blazin' (Get to blazin') Am I'ma lay him down like he in the lounge Dm Walk 'em down, walk 'em down Am Walk 'em down, walk 'em down Dm Walk 'em down, walk 'em down Walk 'em down, walk 'em down [Verse 1: NLE Choppa] Am Walk down on 'em in Balenciaga runners Dm My blood slime a nigga out just like an anaconda Am You go against me, then you fucked just like a used condom (You fucked, yeah) Dm I roll 'em up and then I smoke 'em like some good ganja, ayy (I smoke 'em up, yeah) Am Still doing drive-bys, but I wanna walk 'em (I wanna) Dm If I can't find 'em, you know I'm gonna stalk 'em (I gotta stalk 'em) Am Caution tape up on the scene, I had to white chalk 'em (Grrt, grrt) Dm Running from my gun, but my bullets had to hawk 'em (Yeah) [Chorus: NLE Choppa] Am Dm Uh, posted (Posted), in front of the trap (Front the trap) Am Selling dope 'til the sun come down (Come down) Dm Take a fuck nigga right off the map (Off the map) Am When I hit him with this whole hundred rounds (A hundred rounds) Dm Yung Joc, in the club with my Glock (With my Glock) Am You want to play, and then this bitch going down (It's goin' down) Dm We ain't hesitatin', bullets get to blazin' (Get to blazin') Am I'ma lay him down like he in the lounge Dm Walk 'em down, walk 'em down Am Walk 'em down, walk 'em down Dm Walk 'em down, walk 'em down Walk 'em down, walk 'em down [Verse 2: Roddy Ricch] Am Nigga, I was posted on the corner where the J's at Dm Roll up in the four by four, pull up at the corner store Am And I got red in my drink when I pour up soda Dm I remember prayin' that the feds never take the Motorola Am Choppa got the chopper, make 'em do a backflip Dm Pay my dawg a dime to walk him down, he need the racks, bitch Am I been drinkin', I been taking all this codeine to the face Dm Got a lot of M's in the safe Caught a murder, then I beat the case Am I was just about to do the race [Chorus: NLE Choppa] Am Dm Uh, posted (Posted), in front of the trap (Front the trap) Am Selling dope 'til the sun come down (Come down) Dm Take a fuck nigga right off the map (Off the map) Am When I hit him with this whole hundred rounds (A hundred rounds) Dm Yung Joc, in the club with my Glock (With my Glock) Am You want to play, and then this bitch going down (It's goin' down) Dm We ain't hesitatin', bullets get to blazin' (Get to blazin') Am I'ma lay him down like he in the lounge Dm Walk 'em down, walk 'em down Am Walk 'em down, walk 'em down Dm Walk 'em down, walk 'em down Am Dm Walk 'em down, walk 'em down
CashMoneyAP Ooh, ooh, no, no NLE the Top Shotta [NLE Choppa:] Posted, in front of the trap Selling dope, 'till the sun come down Take a fuck nigga right off the map When I hit him, with this whole hundred rounds Young joc, in the club, with my Glock You want to play and then this bitch going down We ain't hesitatin', bullets get to blazin' Imma lay him down like he in the lounge Walk 'em down Walk 'em down Walk 'em down Walk 'em down Walk 'em down Walk 'em down Walk 'em down Walk 'em down Walk down on 'em in Balenciaga runners My blood, slime a nigga out, just like a anaconda You go against me, then you fuck, just like a used condom I roll 'em up, and then I smoke 'em, like some good ganja Ay, still doing drive-bys, but I want to walk 'em If I can't find 'em, you know I'm gonna stalk 'em Caution tape up on the scene, I had to white chalk 'em Running from my gun, but my bullets had to hawk 'em Posted, in front of the trap Selling dope, till the sun come down Take a fuck nigga right off the map When I hit him, with this whole hundred rounds Young joc, in the club, with my Glock You want to play, and then this bitch going down We ain't hesitatin' bullets get to blazin' Imma lay him down like he in the lounge Walk 'em down Walk 'em down Walk 'em down Walk 'em down Walk 'em down Walk 'em down Walk 'em down Walk 'em down [Roddy Ricch:] Nigga, I was posted on the corner, where the jays at Roll up in the four by four, pull at the corner store And I got red in my drink, when I pour up soda I remember praying that the feds never take the Motorola Choppa got the choppa, make 'em do a backflip Pay my dog a dime to walk him down, he need the racks bitch I've been drinkin, I been taking all this codeine to the face Got a lot of m's in the safe Caught a murder, then I beat the case I was just about to do the race [NLE Choppa:] Posted, in front of the trap Selling dope, till the sun come down Take a fuck nigga right off the map When I hit him, with this whole hundred rounds Young joc, in the club, with my Glock You want to play, and then this bitch going down We ain't hesitatin' bullets get to blazin' Imma lay him down like he in the lounge Walk 'em down Walk 'em down Walk 'em down Walk 'em down Walk 'em down Walk 'em down Walk 'em down Walk 'em down
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