笨小笨Shotta Flow 5 (Explicit)歌词由NLE Choppa演唱，出自专辑《Shotta Flow Series (Explicit)》，下面是《Shotta Flow 5 (Explicit)》完整版歌词！
Shotta Flow 5 (Explicit)歌词完整版
Shotta Flow 5 (Explicit) - NLE Choppa
Lyrics by：Bryson Potts/Courageous Xavier Herrera/Harald Hjermann Sørebø
You know what the f**k goin' on
NLE motherf**kin' Choppa
The Top Shotta you hear me
I stand on top of s**t
We doin' this s**t ayy
Go get him go
I whip the pack like Ike and Tina I just copped me a Bimmer
A Bimmer
Used to ride in steamers
Steamer
I'm hot as jalapeños
B***h I'm sellin' out arenas
I'm sellin' 'em out
They say "He entertain us"
Entertain
And if you try to tame us I bet we leave you stained up
Ayy
Whole lotta sticks in the house it's a gun show
Bullets get him wet like a motherf**kin' poncho
I don't think none of y'all n***as want gun smoke
Don't second guess this s**t I'm gon' blow
P***y
Whole lotta shots when it come out the Drac'
Chop a n***a up then put him in the lake
Brrt
Shiesty young n***a they call me a snake
Ayy f**k all that Trick shoot 'em in the face
Send a hit at five he was dead by six
By six
Got shot seven times but the eighth shot missed
Nine shots in the clip could've sworn it was ten
Didn't f**k with 12 I was eleven again
I need me a trophy the best to sin
You n***as ain't straight y'all lesbians
And f**k your dead homie I'll say it again
If he come back to life he dead again
Try to fight me he gon' fight for his life
B***h
Swing with what I'ma swing with the pipe
He's not cherishin' it
Ayy take his life
Straight jacket music I belong in asylum
Felonies and felonies this what they keep on sellin' me
Yeah yeah
This recipe is deadly see I be drippin' like relish be
Ayy ayy
Shoot him in the head shoulda had on a hard hat
Ayy
We finish the beef as soon as you start that
Ayy
B***h I shoot first why the f**k would I spark back
If you really a thug let me see where your heart at
Ayy
If I say catch a body lil' n***a you catchin' it
If I tell you run off is you really finessin' it
Ayy
If I give you a brick are you gon' sell that s**t
Ayy
If you get in a jam are you gon' start tellin' s**t
Where is the smoke 'cause b***h I'm inhalin' it
Just like the army we got some artillery
Can they free my dawgs I'm being sincerely
'Nother opp died a n***a like "Seriously"
D**n another one
N***a we shot him and then we killed his brother d**n
We might as well get the mother
N***a say he don't like doing drills I love 'em
If my brothers don't like him I don't
Somebody tell him he in trouble
I paid too much for my motherf**kin' guns for me to scuffle
Gangster young n***a I feel like Gucci
Gucci
F**ked her so hard left blood on her coochie
Made her said "ooh" put my thumb in her booty
I'll be d**ned this dumb a*s ho just pooted
Who ain't with the murder Lil' n***a I kill
That night he died that was my idea
Told my n***as slide make sure he don't live
But that's a lil' secret just keep it concealed
My metal a MAC and I bet I attack
It's a hundred-some shots in this gat so get back
He thought I was lyin' that s**t was a fact
Got shot in his spine but you watchin' his back
N***a say he don't like doing drills I love 'em
F**k you talkin' 'bout haha
Straight straight jacket music I belong in asylum
F**k a n***a what a n***a f**k a n***a mean
N***a say he don't like doing drills I love 'em
Know what I'm sayin' haha
Straight straight straight jacket music
I belong in asylum straight jacket music I belong in asylum
And lil' Top Shotta b***h
F**k you talkin' 'bout
