Ryder Johnson and SosMula Choppa Style Lyrics
Yung Germ
Ryder, turn me up
KLEAN UP KREW
Choppa style, choppa-choppa style, we gon’ run ’em down
Ride around, bitch, I’m out of town, never out of bounds
Prada style, leather crocodile, bitch, I’m a problem
Got the Prada towel, put you on a diet now, you quiet now
Choppa style, choppa-choppa style, we gon’ run ’em down
Ride around, bitch, I’m out of town, never out of bounds
Prada style, leather crocodile, bitch, I’m a problem
Got the Prada towel, put you on a diet now, you quiet now
Where you got your vest from? I just bought the best gun
Small gun, big gun, I cannot eject nothin’
What the fuck are you talkin’ ’bout? My gun is out, don’t fear
Have you lil’ niggas fuckin’ running out your Air 1s (Sleezy)
Jackin’ MB’s, up, rags to riches, ho
Rags to riches, I’ll turn you swish cheese, huh
Got that coke, you try it now (Work), get you shot, I’m not around
Niggas started cryin’ ‘now, everybody dyin’ now
Choppa style, choppa-choppa style, we gon’ run ’em down
Ride around, bitch, I’m out of town, never out of bounds
Prada style, leather crocodile, bitch, I’m a problem
Got the Prada towel, put you on a diet now, you quiet now
Choppa style, choppa-choppa style, we gon’ run ’em down
Ride around, bitch, I’m out of town, never out of bounds
Prada style, leather crocodile, bitch, I’m a problem
Got the Prada towel, put you on a diet now, you quiet now