Big Choppa

Lyrics

[Intro: Waka Flocka Flame] (BeatGang) Squad Fuck goin' on? (Stuntman) Bands Bands Squad [Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame & BandGang Lonnie Bands] Riding with a shooter, that's two extra bands When we drop the work, we pray for extra grams My youngins turn to demons when they on the Xans I'm from the South side, bitch, this is gangland Whipped out this big chopper and them niggas ran Couldn't find him, so we wacked his mans Hit his block one time, then we hit it again Couldn't find him, the streets got him poked in the pen [Verse 1: BandGang Lonnie Bands] Them 7.62s hit his whip, he won't make it (He won't make it) I wear my chain everywhere, you won't take it (Boy) You round some real gangsters, nigga, you can't fake it (Lil' boy) Having a seizure when I got the chopper shaking Come get your mans murked, nigga, for some shit you did The niggas that I'm with sick, they'll fuck around and hit your kid We kill rats, we kill snakes, and we'll kill a pig Catch you out with your bitch, take off her wig Pull up in the caravan, tear up that Benz I'm hoppin' out on a nigga, I ain't hitting up no crib 6 shot, headshot, I ain't hitting no ribs Still pill flippin, auntie gon' film them scripts [Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame & BandGang Lonnie Bands] Riding with a shooter, that's two extra bands When we drop the work, we pray for extra grams My youngins turn to demons when they on the Xans I'm from the South side, bitch, this is gangland Whipped out this big chopper and them niggas ran Couldn't find him, so we wacked his mans Hit his block one time, then we hit it again Couldn't find him, the streets got him poked in the pen [Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame & ?] Bullets flying, tryna make his car flip (Shit) Hit your block with hemmies, double back with sticks Feds taking pics, Kodak, 'cause they know we lit (Shit) Y'all forgot a shell catcher and a cooling kit You look, we shootin' a Brick Squad, BandGang Ran him down with the hammer man, Lonnie swervin' in the caravan Shit, couple shooters in the back, shit I just touched down with the pack Shit OG by the LB Plug send it through the mail, please He gon' say that I'm a jacket Need a P, I'ma tax it Riding round in the sprinter Brick Squad gang member, [?] shit on a track, bitch [Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame, BandGang Lonnie Bands & ShredGang Mone] Riding with a shooter, that's two extra bands When we drop the work, we pray for extra grams My youngins turn to demons when they on the Xans I'm from the South side, bitch, this is gangland Whipped out this big chopper and them niggas ran Couldn't find him, so we wacked his mans Hit his block one time, then we hit it again (Shred) Couldn't find him, the streets got him poked in the pen [Verse 3: ShredGang Mone] Threw the bricks to my squad like I'm Waka Them ain't steppin' in the club if they ain't letting the chopper in (Uh-uh) I'm off the Percocet, no, a nigga ain't off a Xan (Nah) Baby Drac', one shot from it, it'll off his head (Bah) Pray that they play, I'ma bury 'em (R.I.P) Water in this lil'-ass piece like an aquarium Whipped out this big-ass Glock, and they was scared as shit I can smell a pussy in him, I'ma shred his kit (ShredGang) Ever see a nigga out in public, know I'm carryin' Might hit a nigga head, bust open for a Larry zip I'm the type of nigga take his chain and I'm wearing it Big Glock in the backpack with a 30 in it, Shred [Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame & BandGang Lonnie Bands] Riding with a shooter, that's two extra bands When we drop the work, we pray for extra grams My youngins turn to demons when they on the Xans I'm from the South side, bitch, this is gangland Whipped out this big chopper and them niggas ran Couldn't find him, so we wacked his mans Hit his block one time, then we hit it again Couldn't find him, the streets got him poked in the pen [Outro] (Stuntman) (BeatGang)