Byron Messia - Choppa Lyrics

Yeah
Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da, da, uh
Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da (bombaclaat)
(Ayy, Rvssian) Yeah, uh

Custom grip pon di brand new stick (buss)
When mi kill a bwoy, me nuh chat 'bout it (trust)
Di K wid di muzzle, got it wrapped 'round it (yeah)
Di ting sing sweet, me n'affi autotune it
One strap, two strap, three strap, four
Four niggas strapped inna Honda Accord (whoa)
Windows down, we a wave .44 (whoa)
Bwoy turn Usain Bolt

Choppa go do-do-do-do-do (do-do-do-do-do)
Choppa go do-do-do-do-do (do-do-do-do)
Choppa go do-do-do-do-do (do-do-do-do-do)
Choppa go do-do-do-do-do
Pussy bwoy say him want beef and clout
Put him pon di news
Carbon sound, boy, lost and found
When di choppa go do-do-do-do-do, uh

Body drop like Netflix series
Chopper sing sweet like it have diabetes
Make yuh mama bawl, "Please," pon she kneeses
Glock .22 tuck inna Amiri's
Believe me, yo, Saint Kitts
We nuh give a f*ck so we can't catch diseases
From a mini-ting, yo, Papa, where we been?
A play with gun dem, me nuh play with Hot Wheelies

I can sell water to a whale, I'm a hustler (real hustler)
Government officials still trippin' at customs
Held me up for ten hours on the plane, we was stuck there
Lately, I been drinking my problems, where the cups at?
They ain't rockin' with us, they against us and it's f*ck them
Whoever I say can't come, can't come here
Go at anybody anywhere, on any given Sunday
Crazy, I'm a celebrity, I used to be a convict
I gotta get revenge, I can't have it on my conscience
Go slide, go slide, yeah
Gunfire, gunfire
We got all these blicks on us, we ain't on no dumb shit
But we ready for one opp, two opp, three opp, four
We bring smoke to a pussy front door
Always play it cool but I never let it go
Brodie in the jungle, go to sleep with the sword, it's crazy

All mi dawgs bust the case and we laugh
Ha-ha, ha-ha
Ha-ha, ha-ha
Da-da, da-da
One strap, two strap, three strap, four
Killa dem knock pon yuh door (door)
It's a robbery, get pon di floor (get pon di floor)
Yow, real dawg

Make e choppa go do-do-do-do-do
Choppa go do-do-do-do-do
Choppa go do-do-do-do-do
Choppa go do-do-do-do-do
Pussy bwoy say him want beef and clout
Put him pon di news
Carbon sound, boy, lost and found
When di choppa go do-do-do-do-do

Ha-ha, ha-ha
Ha-ha, ha-ha
Da-da, da-da
Da-da, da-da
Don't cry, don't cry
Go slide, go slide
Gunfire, gunfire
Ha-ha, ha-ha