Rot Ken Baby Choppa lyrics
Baby Choppa
Rot Ken
GENRE
(Yeah, yeah, Neeko you made that motherfuckin’ beat? Ah, nah, you ain’t make that motherfucker) (Oh Lord, Jetson made another one)
[Verse 1]
My brother he locked in the walls, I know it gets hard in a while
I told him to stay with a shank
I told him I’m flying on a plane
I told him I’m doing big things
I’m far from the hood right now
We just doing good right now
Ain’t worried bout no hoes right now
I just dropped a four in a bowl
I just dropped a five in a pot
I just got that shit in Nevada
I got that shit back in the lot
You know I ain’t playing these hoes
You know I ain’t playing these n****s
I’m rapping this shit from the soul, sometimes I feel like it’s a picture
You play with this shit and then whip in my ride but it wasn’t here baby
I stick up the shooters I’m staying inside but still got the glizz baby
I called, her boyfriend inside of the house, you know that I’m cooking inside of the live
You thought it was over, you thought it was over
I’m still in the hood, I’m still in the trap
[Chorus]
Why would I leave? No you don’t care about me
I’m sippin lean out a baby bottle, I’m in the hood with a baby choppa
I’m on the sofa like the floor was lava
I got two bitches and they tryna gobble
I got two bitches and they tryna argue yeah
Oh help me, oh help me
Still in the trap, with the trappin, still in the trap baby trappin
I trap out the front, I trap out the back, you know that I trap in the spot
These n****s play ‘round, these n****s play sides, these n****s get caught in the fire
I do it for Bibby, I do it for Nitty, you know I put on for the guys
[Verse 2]
My brother he locked in the walls, I know it gets hard in a while
I told him to stay with a shank
I told him I’m flying on a plane
I told him I’m doing big things
I’m far from the hood right now
We just doing good right now
Ain’t worried bout no hoes right now
I just dropped a four in a bowl
I just dropped a five in a pot
I just got that shit in Nevada
I got that shit back in the lot
You know I ain’t playing these hoes
You know I ain’t playing these n****s
I’m rapping this shit from the soul, sometimes I feel like it’s a picture
You play with this shit and then whip in my ride but it wasn’t here baby
I stick up the shooters I’m staying inside but still got the glizz baby
I called, her boyfriend inside of the house, you know that I’m cooking inside of the live
You thought it was over, you thought it was over
I’m still in the hood, I’m still in the trap
[Chorus]
Why would I leave? No you don’t care about me
I’m sippin lean out a baby bottle, I’m in the hood with a baby choppa
I’m on the sofa like the floor was lava
I got two bitches and they tryna gobble
I got two bitches and they tryna argue yeah
Oh help me, oh help me
Still in the trap, with the trappin, still in the trap baby trappin
I trap out the front, I trap out the back, you know that I trap in the spot
These n****s play ‘round, these n****s play sides, these n****s get caught in the fire
I do it for Bibby, I do it for Nitty, you know I put on for the guys
[Verse 1]
My brother he locked in the walls, I know it gets hard in a while
I told him to stay with a shank
I told him I’m flying on a plane
I told him I’m doing big things
I’m far from the hood right now
We just doing good right now
Ain’t worried bout no hoes right now
I just dropped a four in a bowl
I just dropped a five in a pot
I just got that shit in Nevada
I got that shit back in the lot
You know I ain’t playing these hoes
You know I ain’t playing these n****s
I’m rapping this shit from the soul, sometimes I feel like it’s a picture
You play with this shit and then whip in my ride but it wasn’t here baby
I stick up the shooters I’m staying inside but still got the glizz baby
I called, her boyfriend inside of the house, you know that I’m cooking inside of the live
You thought it was over, you thought it was over
I’m still in the hood, I’m still in the trap
[Chorus]
Why would I leave? No you don’t care about me
I’m sippin lean out a baby bottle, I’m in the hood with a baby choppa
I’m on the sofa like the floor was lava
I got two bitches and they tryna gobble
I got two bitches and they tryna argue yeah
Oh help me, oh help me
Still in the trap, with the trappin, still in the trap baby trappin
I trap out the front, I trap out the back, you know that I trap in the spot
These n****s play ‘round, these n****s play sides, these n****s get caught in the fire
I do it for Bibby, I do it for Nitty, you know I put on for the guys
[Verse 2]
My brother he locked in the walls, I know it gets hard in a while
I told him to stay with a shank
I told him I’m flying on a plane
I told him I’m doing big things
I’m far from the hood right now
We just doing good right now
Ain’t worried bout no hoes right now
I just dropped a four in a bowl
I just dropped a five in a pot
I just got that shit in Nevada
I got that shit back in the lot
You know I ain’t playing these hoes
You know I ain’t playing these n****s
I’m rapping this shit from the soul, sometimes I feel like it’s a picture
You play with this shit and then whip in my ride but it wasn’t here baby
I stick up the shooters I’m staying inside but still got the glizz baby
I called, her boyfriend inside of the house, you know that I’m cooking inside of the live
You thought it was over, you thought it was over
I’m still in the hood, I’m still in the trap
[Chorus]
Why would I leave? No you don’t care about me
I’m sippin lean out a baby bottle, I’m in the hood with a baby choppa
I’m on the sofa like the floor was lava
I got two bitches and they tryna gobble
I got two bitches and they tryna argue yeah
Oh help me, oh help me
Still in the trap, with the trappin, still in the trap baby trappin
I trap out the front, I trap out the back, you know that I trap in the spot
These n****s play ‘round, these n****s play sides, these n****s get caught in the fire
I do it for Bibby, I do it for Nitty, you know I put on for the guys
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