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NLE Choppa — Stompin’
Artist: → NLE Choppa
NLE Choppa — Stompin’ — lyrics
[Intro]
Aye
[Chorus]
Foot on they necks I be stompin’ on niggas
Ain’t wearing no vest I ain’t duckin’ no niggas
Ain’t runnin’ from triggers
I look down the barrell tell em’ pull it since he think he really a killer
Hit ain’t like that ’til he pop him a jigga
I see through these bitches like Snapchat filters
If I miss a target, must’ve been drinkin’
I never miss a shot when I [?]
[?] since I came out my mother
I’m [?] when [?]
You can ask my brother how niggas turned into a Gusher when I upped the Drac’ then I bust ’em
My nigga say «fuck ’em» so you know it’s fuck ’em
I fuckеd him over then fucked on his lovеr
I didn’t use a rubber, she gotta feel when I cut her
Say she love when I slut her, but I need never cuff her
[Verse 1]
Nigga [?]
Bitch you know I beat a man
All black Batman with my nigga [?]
Gun got a wing span lay em’ down like he on a big bang
Shoot the whole crew where his team at
Took em’ out the loop when I shoot in a coupe with a deuce deuce
Let it loose no medal man
Nigga bust the K out the coupe better duck like a goose
When I’m out the roof shootin’ like I met a man
Say he caught a half where the body at?
When you find that, motherfucker call me back
If you take all my bail, I ain’t part of that
There was somethin’ tellin’ me to double back
And I been had a body, but he didn’t even know it
Tell em’ free Tevo this shit TKO and you know how that go
Me and my brother [?]
[Chorus]
Foot on they necks I be stompin’ on niggas
Ain’t wearing no vest I ain’t duckin’ no niggas
Ain’t runnin’ from triggers
I look down the barrell tell em’ pull it since he think he really a killer
Hit ain’t like that ’til he pop him a jigga
I see through these bitches like Snapchat filters
If I miss a target, must’ve been drinkin’
I never miss a shot when I [?]
[?] since I came out my mother
I’m [?] when [?]
You can ask my brother how niggas turned into a Gusher when I upped the Drac’ then I bust ’em
My nigga say «fuck ’em» so you know it’s fuck ’em
I fucked him over then fucked on his lover
I didn’t use a rubber, she gotta feel when I cut her
Say she love when I slut her, but I need never cuff her
[Verse 2]
(?) head count
[?] bro we tryin’ to get the right amount
Last nigga that ratted he dead now
[Chorus]
Foot on they necks I be stompin’ on niggas
Ain’t wearing no vest I ain’t duckin’ no niggas
Ain’t runnin’ from triggers
I look down the barrell tell em’ pull it since he think he really a killer
Hit ain’t like that ’til he pop him a jigga
I see through these bitches like Snapchat filters
If I miss a target, must’ve been drinkin’
I never miss a shot when I [?]
[?] since I came out my mother
I’m [?] when [?]
You can ask my brother how niggas turned into a Gusher when I upped the Drac’ then I bust ’em
My nigga say «fuck ’em» so you know it’s fuck ’em
I fucked him over then fucked on his lover
I didn’t use a rubber, she gotta feel when I cut her
Say she love when I slut her, but I need never cuff her
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