Choppas On Deck

Medusa faces turn me into stone

Versace killers and Raf murdering Dior Hommes

My skinny niggas fuckin' bring the chrome

The only thing I'm killin' is a microphone

Now let my little niggas take you home

One straight to that dome

Betta ring the alarm, Fergy's home

Ever taste the chrome? Way far from a silver spoon

Sing your lullabies, watch your mother and your brother cry

Fuck your sister brains, causin' mental homicide

Motherfuck' your life, fuck your family nigga, fuck your wife

I be down for life (A$AAAP), my brothers for life

Big money, talk to me knots

Talk to me nice or don't talk to me at all

Grippin' that Mack now he grippin' the floor

Ra-Ta-Ta-Tat let it split through your jaw

Laid on your back, whisperin' Lord, bet he couldn't see his death

Berettas under the leather he couldn't see this Tec

Teflon vest for those who test

A bunch of niggas gettin' throwed call me Jazzy Jeff

I got these choppas on deck

And the 9 is on deck

And the llamas on deck

Just in case you ain't heard what I say(x4)

I'm drowning these niggas, no coroner with me

Invite 'em in water like formula 50

I'm pipin' your daughter, muhfucker come get me

One clip to that brain, gone in a jiffy

I'm poppin' your dame, cum on the titties

Beef lo mein, all in her shrimpy

Oodles and noodles, hangin' out his fitted

Somebody done died, who knows who done did it?

Somebody gon' ride, bang em with the Smith and

Nines men in black, I will Will Smith him

Semi-automat', brattttt it would lift him

Preacher gon' sang, momma gon' listen

He was on that bullshit, Jordan or Pippen

So I had to pull shit, feeling so tempted

Rocks on his socks, Shawshank Redemption

Somebody gon' die, who knows who done did it?

I got these choppas on deck

And the 9 is on deck

And the llamas on deck

Just in case you ain't heard what I say(x4)