Violation
Frosty Choppa
GENRE
If he speak on the gang it's a violation
You a opp we a opp
Pop his top
Blixy handle a situation
He was talk on the net
Untill we found out his information
He froze up
When We popped out at the location
Shipping packages in bubble wrap
Count up the medication
Then count up the guap
Add up the dividends
He clam he a demon
Then why yo opp breathing then
Run a drill
And I call up my middleman
If we sliding
We reup in the mini van
We in the trap
Only count up them big bands
Slide that night
What's the score
Like we some hitman
If he switch up the price
Leave him slumped in the sudan
We making moves like we some
Stunman
Guard up on the ball court
Still making shots off jumpman
This clip make him didy bop
Hit up 100 shot
Leave him needing Botox
They ain't hitting no targets
We guard up the trap
Like fort noxs
My body different
He dissing we spinning it
We drop him if he throwing rocks
Leave a Hole where the beam was at
Call up a mission
Where is my demons at
I got some strings
No you can not speak on that
Lift up his body
Mama cry for her baby back
I had to start up from nothing
Old trap kuz they raided that
Had to run up my money
We was just flipping that
We shootin shot till the
Opps they ain't clicking back
I got a plate on his head
When you done with that
Back on my billio
They just talk when they
Up in the studio
We hitting no lags
Hi-tecc be hitting them free throws
Tell man's to relax
He ain't no deebo
We only beatin cases
Check my portfolio
Pop out
And we twerling his gang
Big KGB
We good with the aim
Throw a few shots
He cought one in his brain
Repping this set
So we don't die in vein
Why is you banging
If you won't catch a stain
You a opp we a opp
Pop his top
Blixy handle a situation
He was talk on the net
Untill we found out his information
He froze up
When We popped out at the location
Shipping packages in bubble wrap
Count up the medication
Then count up the guap
Add up the dividends
He clam he a demon
Then why yo opp breathing then
Run a drill
And I call up my middleman
If we sliding
We reup in the mini van
We in the trap
Only count up them big bands
Slide that night
What's the score
Like we some hitman
If he switch up the price
Leave him slumped in the sudan
We making moves like we some
Stunman
Guard up on the ball court
Still making shots off jumpman
This clip make him didy bop
Hit up 100 shot
Leave him needing Botox
They ain't hitting no targets
We guard up the trap
Like fort noxs
My body different
He dissing we spinning it
We drop him if he throwing rocks
Leave a Hole where the beam was at
Call up a mission
Where is my demons at
I got some strings
No you can not speak on that
Lift up his body
Mama cry for her baby back
I had to start up from nothing
Old trap kuz they raided that
Had to run up my money
We was just flipping that
We shootin shot till the
Opps they ain't clicking back
I got a plate on his head
When you done with that
Back on my billio
They just talk when they
Up in the studio
We hitting no lags
Hi-tecc be hitting them free throws
Tell man's to relax
He ain't no deebo
We only beatin cases
Check my portfolio
Pop out
And we twerling his gang
Big KGB
We good with the aim
Throw a few shots
He cought one in his brain
Repping this set
So we don't die in vein
Why is you banging
If you won't catch a stain
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