Choppas On Deck (Feat. A$AP Ferg) [Prod. By E.Smitty]
Medusa faces turn me in a stone Versace killers and Ralph murderer in Dior Homme My skinny niggas fuckin’ bring the chrome The only thing I’m killin’ is a microphone I let my little niggas take you home One straight to that dome Betta ring the alarm, Fergie’s home Ever taste the chrome? way far from a silver spoon Sing your lullabies, watch your mother and your brother cry Fuck your sister brains, causin’ mental homicide Motherfuck’ your life, fuck your family nigga, fuck your wife I be down for life, ASAAAP, my brothers for life Big money, talk to me nice Talk to me nice or don’t talk to me at all Grippin’ that Mack now he grippin’ the floor Ratatatat let it split to your jaw Laid on your back, whisperin’ Lord, bet he couldn’t see his death Berettas under the leather he couldn’t see this Tec Teflon vest for those who test A bunch of niggas gettin’ throwed call me Jazzy Jeff
[Hook x4] I got these choppas on deck And the 9 is on deck And the llamas on deck Just in case you ain’t heard what I say
[Verse 2: A$AP Ferg] I’m drowning’ these niggas, not carving up with me That vitamin water that formula 50
One clip to that brain, gone in a jiffy I’m poppin’ your dame, cum on the titties Beef lo mein, all in her shrimpy Oodles and noodles, hangin out it Fifties Somebody done died, who knows who done did it Somebody gon’ ride, bang her with the Smith and Nines men in black, I will Will Smith him Semi-automat’, brattttt it would lift him Preacher gone sang, momma gone listen He was on that bullshit, Jordan or Pippen So I had pull shit, feeling so tempted Rocks on his socks, Shawshank Redemption Somebody gon’ die, who know done did it
[Hook x4] I got these choppas on deck And the 9 is on deck And the llamas on deck Just in case you ain’t heard what I say