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  1. CHOP
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First I'ma step on ya feet,
Then I'ma knock on ya block,
Burn off ya ears with the heat,
Then I'ma climb to the top,
Didn't even know it's a wrap,
Bodied ya down with a pop,
Keeping my foot on ya neck
Snatching ya 10s, Issa chop,

Whatchu was saying? Issa Chop
You not a fan, Issa Chop
Ain't got no bands, Issa Chop
Oh you ain't paying? Issa Chop
Is that yo man? Issa Chop
We throwing hands? Issa Chop
You see me slaying, Issa Chop
Shit I ain't playing, Issa Chop

Clear the room, clear the room,
Heard it's a pretty nigha coming thru
With 20 twins with them double ds,
Yep we got bad bitches that be rolling too.
We done skipped the line, but you knew that
Don't even waste ya time, you can't do that.
Secured that lit advance, but I blew that shit
Thought my time was up, but guess who back?
Yup. These nighas keep doubting me.
I pull up and all of they bitches be flocking me,
Showing me love but hate quietly,
I peep everything and move silently.
So you was up talking reckless on IG,
Now we face to face like it's gametime,
This ain't Costcos, nigha but you tried me,
and I supplied the rope cuz it's hangtime

While you was sleep I was up in ya house,
Mapping out plans to come trap me a mouse,
A rat, a leech, a loser, a louse.
Keep speaking shit you know nothing about,
The nigha that run it will rise in the east,
but prophecy said that he came from the south.
Rick James on the hoes, I'm like prince in a blouse,
I just bought me some boots to come fuck up ya couch,

First I'ma step on ya feet,
Then I'ma knock on ya block,
Burn off ya ears with the heat,
Then I'ma climb to the top,
Didn't even know it's a wrap,
Bodied ya down with a pop,
Keeping my foot on ya neck
Snatching ya 10s, Issa chop,

Whatchu was saying? Issa Chop
You not a fan, Issa Chop
Ain't got no bands, Issa Chop
Oh you ain't paying? Issa Chop
Is that yo man? Issa Chop
We throwing hands? Issa Chop
You see me slaying, Issa Chop
Shit I ain't playing, Issa Chop

Now whatchu say?
You'll mop the floor with me anyday?
How when ya dusty just like a broom
Trust me my ego ain't got the room, to
Share space with nighas who just assume,
That I'm not a threat, You must be a fool,
Been sizing up nighas since I was 6
I'm hella defiant, I break the rules,
Rocking a crown but I'ma snatch ya jewels,
I'm cutting ya lights off, Nigha use the moon,
All of this gotdamn money prolly made you swoon
All this cream so icy, Ima need a spoon,
I'm finna go crazy like looney toons,
I'm out here tik toking now watch it boom,
Get head from ya bitch in the other room,
Then leave with ya bro if I'm in the mood,
I'm taking the stage, you nighas taking a seat,
Betcha when I get done you'll be on ya feet,
Tell that lil tacky boy he can rest in peace,
And if he really got a problem we can hit the street.
I'm the one people choosing, I'm the nigha to beat.
I ain't coming for no clout, bitch I'm playing for keeps,
I can guarantee you one thing,
if you ain't talking about money, then ya damn sure ain't talking to me.

First I'ma step on ya feet,
Then I'ma knock on ya block,
Burn off ya ears with the heat,
Then I'ma climb to the top,
Didn't even know it's a wrap,
Bodied ya down with a pop,
Keeping my foot on ya neck,
Snatching ya 10s, Issa chop,

Whatchu was saying? Issa Chop
You not a fan, Issa Chop
Ain't got no bands, Issa Chop
Oh you ain't paying? Issa Chop
Is that yo man? Issa Chop
We throwing hands? Issa Chop
You see me slaying, Issa Chop
Shit I ain't playing, Issa Chop