MEM (Explicit)-DJ Booker

MEM (Explicit)

歌手:DJ Booker

时间:2024-01-05

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MEM (Explicit) - DJ Booker/NLE Choppa

I'm too high up in this ho yeah

You hear me DJ booker

Yeah man DJ booker real talk

Ayy yeah yeah

I walk in the trap ***** get on the floor

***** you know why I came just give me

The d**e give me the d**e

He thought it was a joke now he on the floor

Drop down with this glock and you know

I'ma blow

Hey kidnap him then he get beheaded

Bullets come down from the top like confetti

I'ma take his gun if he try to sell it

Should've worked at UPS 'cause the pack get heavy

Get hit with this fire ***** I bet you gon' holler

Don't holler don't **** with the snakes

But it's some on my collar

Some on my coller

And if he want a problem bullets hit his partner

Catchin' plays in the field Polamalu

Yeah

Nigga he ain't dumb he ain't take nothin' from me boom

Wish a **** nigga would take my money

Exotic my runtz this **** is not crummy

He tried to ride my wave

You know that I sonned

They like what is you smokin'

Lil' ***** it's that rapper

I keep watching my back

'Cause I know niggas after me ayy

If I dump the whole clip

I know Dreek gon' shoot after me ayy

***** it's murder for hire

You can't join the faculty ayy

***** I'm clutchin'

My glock while I eat at the applebee's ayy

***** I'm high as the sky

I'm up here with the factories ayy

***** I do my own dirt

You ain't gotta look after me ayy

***** I'm handin' out shots like

I'm makin' a daiquiri ayy

NLE ain't got no money he got money

Ha ha ha lil' ***** you funny

NLE ain't out here gunnin' nigga what

I get a nigga wrapped up like a mummy

I did it again repeated offender ayy

If he actin' fruity put him in a blender twirl

If a nigga want smoke we gon'

Make him surrender get him out of here

He was breakin' the rules my niggas suspend him

Get him out of here coach huh

Get him out of here coach

He breakin' the rules we had to suspend him

Ayy man he was breakin' the rules

They don't get no pity they get hit with the 762s though

We keep straps like suspenders no cap I'm comin' in hot

Came in this ***** with the glock

Yeah

Bring it back in

I'ma come a lil' different this time

Always gotta keep me two nines two glock

Glock 19 put a hit through your spine brrt

Get a nigga whacked then put him in a rhyme

Jiffy cornbread ooh

Think she want some jiffy cornbread d**k

I put her in the mix she saying that

He plotting on a jit

It's bodies with this ****

Get wet like toilet potties

Bodies with this *****

Bin Laden with this stick

My niggas sendin' shots up in this ***** ayy

Niggas gettin' hit ayy

You know I love my glock my favorite stick

We always in some **** no cap

I just hotboxed the drop top

Hotbox

Away a hot glock

Put the d**e up in my sock what where

Police tried to search my crotch search my crotch

***** I thank my sister every day because

She gave the drops I got 'em out

Put that boy up in that grease

Fry 'em like a tater tot gone

'Cause I'm really that nigga they know

I'ma stepper

And I keep me a gun they say

I'm a rebel

***** my bullets got bass

We ain't worried 'bout no treble damn

Boy who is you talkin' to

You better settle

***** I'm a volcano

'Cause I'm finna

Put him on a leash 'cause my bullets gon' pet him

And my shooter brainwashed he kill

If I tell him ayy kill if I tell

Hundred round drum for a **** nigga lay down

NLE the top shotta

Got a whole ************ K round and the drac' sound

Love the way the drac' sound

Make a nigga lay down

**** is you talkin' 'bout

I really just ran that

Mm mm mm mm

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Mm mm mm mm

Mm mm yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

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