NLE Choppa - Free Youngboy Lyrics (2024)

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Drum Dummie
CashmoneyAP
Huh, hmmm, da-da-da-da

Gotta drop up on the opps, man, I know where they be at (la la la)
Bitch I rob the plug, he was sellin' where he sleep at (la la la, la la la)
Fell in love with these drugs, Percocets I be fiendin' (la la la, la la la)
That bitch is prayin' to the Lord but I'm livin' like a demon
I keep the glizzy on a nigg* man I use it for protection
I snuck a Glock up in the club, don't you come up in my section (bitch)
I got promoters really scared, every show we be reckless (bitch, bitch)
Caution tape up on the on the murder scene, this sh*t can get deadly (murda, murda, murda, murda)
I told my momma not to worry 'cause I'm livin' like a thug
And my mama keep on tellin' me to slow down on the drugs
So much pain in my body, can't make this sh*t up (oh, oh)
I throw the dirt up on my own, with just me and my gloves (oh, oh)
It's just like a throwback, a nigg* push your sh*t back (grr)
I don't f*ck with police, bitch I'm screamin' "f*ck the dispatch"
Put this hollow in your throat, like a motherf*ckin' Tic-Tac (huh)
This choppa break a nigg* down like a f*ckin' Kit-Kat (ha, ha)
High speed the blue lights, we run from the coppers
I hit him with two, sent him straight to the doctor (the doctor)
I'm sonnin' these nigg*s, they callin' me papa
King of the jungle they call me Mufasa
They say "Young Choppa you ain't steppin'", man a nigg* must be crazy
I wipe a nigg* nose like a snotty-faced baby (huh, yeah, yeah)
Bitch, I still got it on me while a nigg* on probation (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I'm screamin' f*ck the judge, and you know I'm beatin' cases (huh, f*ck the judge)
Slippin', I'ma stick him up, bitch, give me everything (ha, ha)
Bitch, I'm screamin' f*ck love I never buy a wedding ring (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Same nigg* from the east, nigg*, I never change (huh)
Surgeon with this choppa man, I'm tryna take a nigg* brain (bitch, bitch)
Last nigg* play with me, I sent him to the heaven gates
I ain't never f*ck with Josh, but I love totin' Drac's
Bitch I'm boutta get 'em wacked, then I move to another state (huh)
I got a bucket list for the opps, who I'm gonna kill today?
Everybody rise, kill my enemy then watch his mama cry (everybody rise, cry)
Everybody dies, I'm a demon in disguise, you can see it in my f*ckin' eyes (everybody dies)
Mama say, "why did you grow up this way?" (grow up this way)
I was sitting up in court, I couldn't look in her face (look at her face)
I could never do it right, keep on makin' mistakes (mistakes)
Then I rose to the life from a sunken place (sunken place, yeah yeah)
Everybody rise, top shotta, don dadda (yeah)
Everybody dies, NLE the top shotta
Mama say, "Why did you grow up this way?"
I could never do it right, keep on makin' mistakes
Mama say, "Why did you grow up this way?"

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Drum Dummie
CashmoneyAP
Huh, hmmm, da-da-da-da

Gotta drop up on the opps, man, I know where they be at (la la la)
Bitch I rob the plug, he was sellin' where he sleep at (la la la, la la la)
Fell in love with these drugs, Percocets I be fiendin' (la la la, la la la)
That bitch is prayin' to the Lord but I'm livin' like a demon
I keep the glizzy on a nigg* man I use it for protection
I snuck a Glock up in the club, don't you come up in my section (bitch)
I got promoters really scared, every show we be reckless (bitch, bitch)
Caution tape up on the on the murder scene, this sh*t can get deadly (murda, murda, murda, murda)
I told my momma not to worry 'cause I'm livin' like a thug
And my mama keep on tellin' me to slow down on the drugs
So much pain in my body, can't make this sh*t up (oh, oh)
I throw the dirt up on my own, with just me and my gloves (oh, oh)
It's just like a throwback, a nigg* push your sh*t back (grr)
I don't f*ck with police, bitch I'm screamin' "f*ck the dispatch"
Put this hollow in your throat, like a motherf*ckin' Tic-Tac (huh)
This choppa break a nigg* down like a f*ckin' Kit-Kat (ha, ha)
High speed the blue lights, we run from the coppers
I hit him with two, sent him straight to the doctor (the doctor)
I'm sonnin' these nigg*s, they callin' me papa
King of the jungle they call me Mufasa
They say "Young Choppa you ain't steppin'", man a nigg* must be crazy
I wipe a nigg* nose like a snotty-faced baby (huh, yeah, yeah)
Bitch, I still got it on me while a nigg* on probation (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I'm screamin' f*ck the judge, and you know I'm beatin' cases (huh, f*ck the judge)
Slippin', I'ma stick him up, bitch, give me everything (ha, ha)
Bitch, I'm screamin' f*ck love I never buy a wedding ring (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Same nigg* from the east, nigg*, I never change (huh)
Surgeon with this choppa man, I'm tryna take a nigg* brain (bitch, bitch)
Last nigg* play with me, I sent him to the heaven gates
I ain't never f*ck with Josh, but I love totin' Drac's
Bitch I'm boutta get 'em wacked, then I move to another state (huh)
I got a bucket list for the opps, who I'm gonna kill today?
Everybody rise, kill my enemy then watch his mama cry (everybody rise, cry)
Everybody dies, I'm a demon in disguise, you can see it in my f*ckin' eyes (everybody dies)
Mama say, "why did you grow up this way?" (grow up this way)
I was sitting up in court, I couldn't look in her face (look at her face)
I could never do it right, keep on makin' mistakes (mistakes)
Then I rose to the life from a sunken place (sunken place, yeah yeah)
Everybody rise, top shotta, don dadda (yeah)
Everybody dies, NLE the top shotta
Mama say, "Why did you grow up this way?"
I could never do it right, keep on makin' mistakes
Mama say, "Why did you grow up this way?"

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NLE Choppa - Free Youngboy Lyrics (2024)
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