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chopz (mi) & babyfxce e - plastic كلمات أغنية

[intro: chopz]
b_tch
yeah

[verse: chopz & babyfxce e]
i’m ’bout to show you why they can’t f_ck with me
i spit my best verse when i’m high, hand me that cup of lean
i’m up and down with my feature price, i’m like—, alright, i’m like a trampoline
the tris mixed with the ‘za got me lookin’ blackanese
boy, it’s 2025, man, you better go and pack some heat
you rather get hoes than pape’, stay away from me
you got a problem with the m, you better head there carefully
and i ain’t just rappin’
don’t put me in the same category with them boys, i’m in a different bracket
you know you ballin’ for real when they get to hackin’
call my shots with this glock ’cause the clip came plastic
big natural b_tt, you would think my b_tch came plastic
the stockx sticker on the glock, the stick came fashion
can’t believe we used to do that sh_t, bro, that sh_t was chatty
if a n_gga said he did some sh_t to me, then his ass was chattin’ (no rap)
huh, n_gga, be serious
next striker that i get gon’ be a v series
she said, “when you lived in the m?”, i told her that i sleep here
sn_tch her wig off, she ain’t care ’cause it was cheap hair
oh sh_t, what the f_ck, wth_lly?
i’m good with my eyeb_lls, i don’t need no f_ckin’ scaley
your b_tch only like to deal with meat like she a deli
me and fxce on a beat, oh sh_t, it’s lookin’ scary
press a n_gga, know he ain’t on sh_t ’cause he lookin’ scary
don’t say you seen some sh_t, you wasn’t even there
gotta plan to slime chopz out, i wasn’t even there
b_tch say she tired of me and gon’ leave, i don’t even care
you can catch me on the camera, i still wasn’t there
the ar trigger light, it’s a hair
told her that your friend ain’t gotta leave, i want y’all as a pair
got ’em fightin’ over the d_ck, i told them stop, y’all gotta share
before i be a snitch, i’ll sit down and take the death chair
on bro, like, what the f_ck i look like?
so many chopsticks out, you think we eatin’ rice
hood n_gga, lace, makin’ death threats, think we finna fight
we ain’t finna do no boxing rounds, i don’t look like mike
get to throwin’ bullets in this b_tch like mike vick
put my pit on your pit, on my michael vick sh_t
yeah, this fredo heat tonight, i’ma treat it like it’s my sh_t
sh_t up on my opps and my ex and leave ’em brown, sh_t
then play it crazy like that sh_t an accident

- chopz mi babyfxce e

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