Suwakonem - Chopstick Lyrics
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Chopstick Lyrics by Suwakonem
chopstick
by suwakonem
Chorus
Yeah, yeah, I crash that fuckin' whip
Huh, bitch, come get a sip
Niggas, they not locked in
Hold up, don't pour up no Tris
Yea, I'ma take you off the map
Servin' shit right out the trap
Niggas not getting no dap, huh
All these niggas, they not locked, they not tapped, huh
If you broke, get out my DMs, you can't cop none
I'm the baddest bitch
All these niggas, they my son-sons
Bought a chopstick, long nose, and it got a drum
It go "Do-do-do-do-do"
Make that choppa spray at you
Aya slimy, say, "Achoo"
Like Fortnite, we take his loot
Walk him down with G-21
It make you submissive
No, they not getting no funds
Pocket rocket, it's a missile
Say that you was on our block? Bitch, put it on your momma
We grew up with chopsticks, yeah, we causing trauma
Run up, you get bombed quick, blew up like Osama
Niggas always on my dick 'cause I'm counting commas
Chorus
Yeah, yeah, I crash that fuckin' whip
Huh, bitch, come get a sip
Niggas, they not locked in
Hold up, don't pour up no Tris
Yea, I'ma take you off the map
Servin' shit right out the trap
Niggas not getting no dap, huh
All these niggas, they not locked, they not tapped, huh
If you broke, get out my DMs, you can't cop none
I'm the baddest bitch
All these niggas, they my son-sons
Bought a chopstick, long nose, and it got a drum
It go "Do-do-do-do-do"
Make that choppa spray at you
Aya slimy, say, "Achoo"
Like Fortnite, we take his loot
Walk him down with G-21
It make you submissive
No, they not getting no funds
Pocket rocket, it's a missile
Say that you was on our block? Bitch, put it on your momma
We grew up with chopsticks, yeah, we causing trauma
Run up, you get bombed quick, blew up like Osama
Niggas always on my dick 'cause I'm counting commas
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