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Intro：yo gotti & choppa
Choppa style
Chop chop
Choppa style
Choppa style
Chop chop
She want
Chop chop
She want
Chop chop
She want
Chop chop
She love chop chop
Chorus：yo gotti
If you gettin' your own money
Holla
Oh yeah
You got them bottles in your section
Holla
Oh yeah
If your day ones with you
Holla
Oh yeah
You ain't tripping 'cause they hatin' on ya
Oh yeah
Post chorus：yo gotti & choppa
Let's get it
Ohh
Oh yeah
Ohh
Oh yeah
Ohh
Oh yeah
Oh oh oh oh oh
Verse 1：yo gotti
They like god d**n gotti
Boy I googled your net worth
All them chains on
I can tell that your neck hurt
You look good in them heels but I can tell that your feet hurt
So drop down on your knees baby gimme that neck work
Double cs oh you're bad
Ha
Oh you know you fine
Ha
You blew a bag on your a*s
Ha
Quarter mill off that stove
Huh
You off that dro
Ha
Oh your momma ain't raise no h*e
Ha
Hook：yo gotti
She want a real n***a and you not one
I want a bad b***h and I got one rich
Pay for it you gotta buy some
She 21 and I'm a savage I'mma try somethin'
Chorus：yo gotti
Choppa
And french montana
If you gettin' your own money
Holla
Oh yeah
You got them bottles in your section
Holla
Oh yeah
If your day ones with you
Holla
Oh yeah
You ain't tripping 'cause they hatin' on you
Choppa style
Hook：yo gotti
She want a real n***a and you not one
I want a bad b***h and I got one
You gon' pay for it you gon' buy some
She 21 and I'm a savage I'mma try somethin'
Verse 2：french montana
Montana
Choppa style
Chop chop
Choppa style
Choppa style
Chop chop
Choppa style
Choppa style
Chop chop
Choppa style
'Rarri sittin' low
Smokin' on the loud
Skrt skrt
Schoolpie dropped the bags off find an uber
Catch me with the models up in dyckman smokin' hookah
Haan
I took her from a hooptie to a benz
Ha
Haan
From the projects to the crib with the fence
Ha
Haan
She double back **** me with her friends
Ha
Haan
Then we jump right back to that bread
Ha
Haan
Choppa style
Ridin' with a shorty
Two fifty on my wrist
China silk on my body
Ha
Chorus：yo gotti
If you gettin' your own money
Holla
Montana
Oh yeah
You got them bottles in your section
Holla
Oh yeah
If your day ones with you
Holla
Oh yeah
You ain't tripping 'cause they hatin' on ya
Oh yeah
Hook：yo gotti
She want a real n***a and you not one
Oh yeah
I want a bad b***h and I got one
Oh yeah
You gon' pay for it you gon' buy some
Oh yeah
She 21 and I'm a savage I'mma try somethin'
Verse 3：yo gotti
The beat is classic
But so am I
I've already sold out the plastic to get 'em high
She rolled a diesel now we're drunk
There's a dui
B***h
Follow my kids
Between you and I
You and I
Pop pop that p***y for a rich n***a
Oh yeah
Girl you too real for a b***h n***a
Oh yeah
I seen you with your friend
I wanna get with you
Oh yeah
Y'all look good together
Bring your b***h with you
Oh yeah
You get money
Ha
You a honey
Ha
Heard your homie got that loud s**t
They call it underarm
Ooh
You make it rain
Ha
There's a thunderstorm
Your real n***as with you
They your day ones
Hey
Chorus：yo gotti
If you gettin' your own money
Holla
Oh yeah
You got them bottles in your section
Holla
Oh yeah
If your day ones with you
Holla
Oh yeah
You ain't tripping 'cause they hatin' on ya
Oh yeah
Hook：yo gotti
She want a real n***a and you not one
Oh yeah
I want a bad b***h and I got one
Oh yeah
You gon' pay for it you gon' buy some
Oh yeah
She 21 and I'm a savage I'mma try somethin'
