Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Shotta Flow 2, artist - NLE Choppa. Date of issue: 15.02.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Shotta Flow 2 |
| I hop on the beat and you know I’ma kill it |
| My nigga loose screws, you know that they drillin' |
| I run up my money, I love this feeling |
| Remember them days a nigga was stealin' |
| Hopped in the game, I got it on lock |
| My niggas got dope, they trap out they socks |
| The police pull up, we run from the narcs |
| We always on go, you know we don’t stop |
| Cherry on top when I aim with the beam |
| I’m burnin' her head, no Charlie Sheen |
| My hoes, they grown, don’t fuck with the teens |
| My bitch, she bad, boujee, and mean |
| Yeah, fuck that, get back on the sub |
| If a nigga diss me, them shots get to bustin' |
| I ain’t got time with all that fussin' |
| Soon as we see him, you know that he duckin' |
| Shoot up the spot and make him move out |
| Soon as he move, I find his house |
| Don’t fuck with the rats, don’t fuck with the mouse |
| If he snitch, put the gun in his mouth |
| He thought that we was playin' |
| Til' we pulled up with sticks, yeah (No cap) |
| Glizzy got a beam |
| And it came with a dick, yeah (No homo) |
| Choppa got a scope |
| And it came with some tits, yeah (Yeah) |
| Don’t get fucked up out your life |
| We shoot us a flick, yeah (Yeah) |
| Whenever we aim, you know we attack |
| Shoot through his stomach, it come out his back |
| My niggas they bangin' and ready to stab |
| Diss on the set, get put in a bag |
| We love the money, the drugs, the guns |
| I don’t ever beat 'cause I’m countin' my funds |
| I’m always workin', I don’t have fun |
| Before you diss me, know your pros and cons |
| Let’s have a shoot out, I’m ready to die |
| Face to face, eye to eye |
| The last thing that he saw was the fire |
| Put him on a tee, now he up in the sky |
| My killers outside, they don’t wanna be seen |
| They come in the show if you makin' a scene |
| Choppa R Kelly, let that bitch sing |
| How the fuck I’ma miss when I got me a beam? |
| I’m done, sike |
| I pull up to shoot, you pull up to fight |
| Shoot him in his leg, he beg for his life |
| Put one in his head like he was on Skype |
| Kick down the door, bitch, get on the floor |
| Where is the bread? |
| 'Cause we need all the dough |
| Give me the cash, I came for the bag |
| If he do some sheisty, put one in his ass (Rrrah) |
| Shot |