You say kill 'em I said I got 'em
Lil Choppa
Lil Murder
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Choppa with choppa stay loaded
Bullet shells all on your floor
Trying to get higher
Ruby got fire
I'm f*cked up
He f*cked up
Whole grey f*cked up
You done f*cked up
Passing that blunt
Boy you know whats up
Whats good my G
Drunk driving but its just codeine
Keeping that heat on my side
Welcome to my, life everyday
Life every night
We all gon' die
Prolly gon' fry
F*ck being sober I stay high
40 oz got sipped
Purple and yellow and red
Only drink I mix
Big bag of that dope
Drink goin' down my throat
Got your bitch beside my coffin
Yeah I call her Juliet
Told her not to weep
Just make sure that you fix my f*cking neck
I'm out of breath from smoking blunts
I'm too f*cked up from sipping Tech
Was I kissing on your bitch?
Or did I kiss the f*cking TEC?
Paint me a new picture
Picture that I pictured death
Now my picture perfect moment stained with pieces of my head
Hate all of this bullshit
Man I hate all of this stress
Imagine that
The more press that we get the closer I can feel my death
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You say kill 'em I said I got 'em
Lil Choppa
Lil Murder
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Choppa with choppa stay loaded
Bullet shells all on your floor
Trying to get higher
Ruby got fire
I'm f*cked up
He f*cked up
Whole grey f*cked up
You done f*cked up
Passing that blunt
Boy you know whats up
Whats good my G
Drunk driving but its just codeine
Keeping that heat on my side
Welcome to my, life everyday
Life every night
We all gon' die
Prolly gon' fry
F*ck being sober I stay high
40 oz got sipped
Purple and yellow and red
Only drink I mix
Big bag of that dope
Drink goin' down my throat
Got your bitch beside my coffin
Yeah I call her Juliet
Told her not to weep
Just make sure that you fix my f*cking neck
I'm out of breath from smoking blunts
I'm too f*cked up from sipping Tech
Was I kissing on your bitch?
Or did I kiss the f*cking TEC?
Paint me a new picture
Picture that I pictured death
Now my picture perfect moment stained with pieces of my head
Hate all of this bullshit
Man I hate all of this stress
Imagine that
The more press that we get the closer I can feel my death
Lil Choppa
Lil Murder
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Choppa with choppa stay loaded
Bullet shells all on your floor
Trying to get higher
Ruby got fire
I'm f*cked up
He f*cked up
Whole grey f*cked up
You done f*cked up
Passing that blunt
Boy you know whats up
Whats good my G
Drunk driving but its just codeine
Keeping that heat on my side
Welcome to my, life everyday
Life every night
We all gon' die
Prolly gon' fry
F*ck being sober I stay high
40 oz got sipped
Purple and yellow and red
Only drink I mix
Big bag of that dope
Drink goin' down my throat
Got your bitch beside my coffin
Yeah I call her Juliet
Told her not to weep
Just make sure that you fix my f*cking neck
I'm out of breath from smoking blunts
I'm too f*cked up from sipping Tech
Was I kissing on your bitch?
Or did I kiss the f*cking TEC?
Paint me a new picture
Picture that I pictured death
Now my picture perfect moment stained with pieces of my head
Hate all of this bullshit
Man I hate all of this stress
Imagine that
The more press that we get the closer I can feel my death
Writer: Scott Arceneaux Jr., Aristos Petrou
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.