Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Chopped, artist - Daveed Diggs. Album song Collin EP, in the genre Саундтреки
Date of issue: 12.07.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Oakland Moving Pictures
Song language: English
Chopped |
Yeah |
Uh huh |
Look |
I got the squad in here (in here) |
Brought the muhfuckin' mob in here, boy |
We been on our job this year |
So run up if you wanna get chopped (chopped), chopped (chopped) |
Uh I got the juice now |
Fuckin' with me 'cause I got the juice now |
Y’all been busy picking out your fruit |
I been trippin' 'round the world spittin' |
Stackin' up this loot (ow) |
Still nobody know me though |
They just know we got a style they never heard before |
Wanna consolidate it to a word they know |
But they ain’t got no language for this shit that we been slangin' |
Ho, it’s danger though (know that) |
Sugar water and Prozac |
Suckin' up all that sweet shit |
Tootsie Rolls like you Kojak |
Well fuck it, who loves you baby |
These suckers been tryna play me |
That’s lotto with hollow tips |
If you pickin' bones, don’t be lazy |
That Jenga stack is looking wobbly |
Like a gust of wind might come in and fuck up your whole monopoly |
The problem is you thought this was a game from jump |
I came in about my bid’ness, took aim and pump |
Go 'head, pick up the pieces (pick up the pieces) |
Pray to your painfully average white Jesus |
A fear of failure and hell is the basis of your thesis |
Come talk to a real monster, let me show you what a beast is |
Got the squad in here (in here) |
Brought the muhfuckin' mob in here, boy |
We been on our job this year |
So run up if you wanna get chopped (chopped) |
Chopped (chopped) |
Uh I got the juice now |
Oh, you wanna squeeze me for my juice now? |
You talking Genghis shit but where’s the proof, boy? |
Run up if you wanna get chopped (chopped), chopped (chopped) |
Doors open, rolling down West Grant |
Yes ma’am |
Curve 'em like a question |
Mark I got a deadpan |
Demeanor at the moment meaning try me |
Son your ass so hard it make your mama high five me |
I be all up in your blood like a IV |
Ivy League credentialled back when ooh I think they like me |
Made dem boys a franchise |
I was standing man size |
Mayonnaise sandwich in my hand thought I was damn wise |
Landed on my damn site wiser now |
Catch the wizard rising out the earth see |
Check the competition in the hearse see |
Check the checks deposited for verse three |
All the words they paying for are just me tryna burst free |
Bird out the guitar solo more Charlie Parker on the alto |
In the whip to Vegas and we just passed by Rialto |
Me and my dogs we hungry and we comin' for that Alpo |
All of us got bars so heavy they like «Where the Valco?» |
But these muscles au naturalle |
Watch me flip some bullshit into a cash cow |
Milk the game for everything she worth and then back out |
Pail in hand you palin' in comparison, so back down |
Got the squad in here (in here) |
Brought the muhfuckin' mob in here, boy |
We been on our job this year |
So run up if you wanna get chopped (chopped) |
Chopped (chopped) |
Uh got the juice now |
Oh, you wanna squeeze me for my juice now? |
You talking Genghis shit but where’s the proof, boy? |
Run up if you wanna get chopped (chopped) |
Chopped (chopped) |
Yuh, yuh |
Fuck a popped collar (woo) |
I’m a Rotweiler (yuh) |
Ready and rotten off o' the toxin with a subdued posture (yuh) |
Evolved and often I’m a new monster |
Been a minute since I had a Bruce Banner moment |
But don’t confuse calmer (no) |
With a weeping willow |
I’m a sneaky silhouette |
Slippin' through your window leaving |
Swimmers on your bitch’s pillow |
Gentleman until I’m pushed to corners (yuh) |
Then I gotta remind 'em what kind am I from this Northern California |
Slinking forward over this sink I just threw up in |
Told Shawn I was done with Robutissin |
But listen up I doesn’t |
Feeling vindicated but I know my thug is bubblin' |
Hood in you is always cookin' underneath these public functions |
Public discussions just pushing my buttons |
Who are these trumpin' supporters? |
Are they confused or concussioned? |
Is this the KKK or have they just been sippin' the Kool-Aid? |
Why do we follow the devil? |
He just money and toupees |
I’m from the water, underrated nation 'til I’m done playin' |
Then got a bodyback waiting for anyone claiming A1 |
If you ain’t one, I suggest you vacate the station |
I’ve been patient, but you better pray |
They don’t let me up in this new formation 'cause |
I’m your favorite rapper’s most hated rapper (yuh) |
If I get on, he ain’t sure he making playoffs after (ooh) |
Juice boys got the best brew |
And I hate to toot my own horn |
But I mean bruhmp motherfucker bruhmp |
Yo |
Got the squad in here (in here) |
Brought the muhfuckin' mob in here, boy |
We been on our job this year |
So run up if you wanna get chopped (chopped) |
Chopped (chopped) |
Uh I got the juice now |
Oh, you wanna squeeze me for my juice now? |
You talking Genghis shit but where’s the proof, boy? |
Run up if you wanna get chopped (chopped) |
Chopped (chopped) |
Rise and shine, Mr. Hoskins. |
You don’t wanna be late |