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Choppa Won't Miss Lyrics

Playboi Carti – Choppa Won't Miss Lyrics

(feat. Young Thug)

[Intro: Young Thug]
Yeah! We ain't wasting no time
(Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)

[Hook: Playboi Carti]
Choppa won't miss a nigga
Choppa won't miss a nigga
Choppa won't miss a nigga
100 round drum killin' everybody
100 round drum killin' everybody
Choppa won't miss a nigga

[Verse 1: Playboi Carti]
She hop on the dick and she split
Hop on my dick like a bitch
Suck on my dick like a tick

You a copier, Yeah you like to copy shit
You ain't even on the style till young Carti popped the shit
I got hella hoes (woah), On some papi shit
Need to pop a bitch
Need a solid bitch, harder than a brick
Choppers on the counter, Pints all in the fridge

[Hook: Playboi Carti]
Choppa won't miss a nigga
Choppa won't miss a nigga
Choppa won't miss a nigga
100 round drone killin' everybody
100 round drone killin' everybody
Choppa won't miss a nigga

[Verse 2: Playboi Carti]
Out there running with my gun
Young nigga shoot for fun
Put some money on your head, I sell yo ass for 10
I got ice to match the ice, ice to match the fit
I got bitches on top of bitches, and all my bitches 10s
[?] They gon' milly rock, just hide it in my sock
I got bitches in the lot, pouring up the pop

[Hook: Playboi Carti and (Young Thug)]
Choppa won't miss a nigga
Choppa won't miss a nigga
Choppa won't miss a nigga
100 round drone killin' everybody (yeah)
100 round drone killin' everybody
Choppa won't miss a nigga (grrrah, Jeffrey!)

[Verse 3: Young Thug]
30 round drum in the jean jacket
That makin' mean my jean kinda baggy
I never go for a chain snatch
I done been done had the same jewerly
Three-twenty all on the dash
A Bentley truck is my G-Wagon
Me and the dawgs smokin' nothin' but nasty
Fuck the law and whoever ask it
Hit it, hit it, hit it all my bitches wit a dick so you know she eat
Cheated on my bitch, wit a bitch with bigger titties
[?] with a mothafuckin' midget
Bank with my card, I go hard in every city
Stackin' for the dawg, I got hoes in every city
That funny hoe, why that bitch say that [?]
[?]
I got diamonds in my face, a half a carat

[Hook: Playboi Carti and (Young Thug)]
Choppa won't miss a nigga
Choppa won't miss a nigga
Choppa won't miss a nigga
100 round drone killin' everybody (yeah)
100 round drone killin' everybody
Choppa won't miss a nigga (pew,pew,pew,pew,pew,pew!)
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