Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song ChopStar , by - Jehry Robinson. Release date: 26.07.2021
Song language: English
ChopStar |
| Oh yeah |
| They call me a chopstar |
| Elite shit |
| They call me a chopstar |
| Oh, hello |
| Who the fuck? |
| What the? |
| They say I got a knack for this shit, they call me a chopstar |
| Smoother with it, it sound like a pop song |
| I might fuck around and make a rock song |
| I’ma chart on every genre, I’m a monster |
| They say I got a knack for this shit, they call me a chopstar |
| A little smoother with it, it sound like a pop song |
| Yeah, I might fuck around and make a rock song |
| I’ma chart on every genre, I’m a monster |
| All I need a little bit of time, and a little bit of trust and a little bit of |
| patience |
| Put me in the game and I’m running all th bases |
| Throw me in the stag and get a standing ovation |
| I might start smoking like I’m vaping, call the office, spoke to Satan |
| Said these rappers overrated, I’m not 'bout to go get brazen |
| Now listen to what I’m saying to these kids |
| Bitch I’m amazing with this shit |
| Flip it so many different ways it’s ridiculous |
| Paper chasing and everyone waiting for me to slip |
| I’m doing my fucking dance, so you should get off my dick, shit |
| They say I got a knack for this shit, they call me a chopstar |
| Smoother with it, it sound like a pop song |
| I might fuck around and make a rock song |
| I’ma chart on every genre, I’m a monster |
| They say I got a knack for this shit, they call me a chopstar |
| A little smoother with it, it sound like a pop song |
| Yeah, I might fuck around and make a rock song |
| I’ma chart on every genre, I’m a monster |
| Fuck a genre, fuck a genre, I don’t need a genre |
| I go rasta, I do opera, and there’s nothing you can ever do to stop it |
| I’m a monster, what the fuck you try’na do to me man |
| I’m so strong to ever sit up in a fucking cubicle man |
| I got my people waiting for me, they don’t know who I am |
| I’m 'bout to blow up like I’m putting Mentos inside the can |
| Of Coca Cola, I don’t know if I’ll be dead by tonight |
| So I keep running like I’m dying, try’na live by the light |
| I said, uh, FBA is in the building like an elevator |
| They just elaborators, straight up fucking fabricators |
| Out of they creatives, will never get no collaborations |
| Spit these bars, cover up these scars, mental bacitracin |
| The aforementioned sentences show you I’m fucking mental |
| Y’all salty like Utz’s pretzels, now such and such is defensive |
| 'Cause such and such is a bitch, I just went online and de-friend him |
| It’s only a matter of time and I’m watching the tocking pendulum |
| I’m hopping up over fences while choppers circle the premises |
| I’m hopping in box and circles and coming out on Stefan |
| Catch me in my lawn knee deep in your fucking mom |
| I’m waving my magic wand like Harry Potter and Ron |
| They say I got a knack for this shit, they call me a chopstar |
| Yeah, smoother with it, it sound like a pop song |
| I might fuck around and make a rock song |
| I’ma chart on every genre, I’m a monster |
| They say I got a knack for this shit, they call me a chopstar |
| A little smoother with it, it sound like a pop song |
| Yeah, I might fuck around and make a rock song |
| I’ma chart on every genre, I’m a monster |
| All I need a little bit of time, and a little bit of trust and a little bit of |
| patience |
| Put me in the game and I’m running all the bases |
| Throw me in the stage and get a standing ovation |