Bro got Choppas in the back
No you do not want to play
Put that dick all in her back
Now that bitch she want to stay
And the gang we in the back
And we smoking Mary Jane
If I talk shit you gone take it
Bitch I look like Major Payne
And that boy don't get no bitches
They call him a Major Lame
Niggas mad about the rules
Pussy boy I made the game
Yeah I'm talking all this shit
Like a dragon spitting flames
Put that 45 to your back
Ibeprofen for the pain
I be clutching for the gang
Ain't no trusting in these bitches
Cause they hoes they act the same
If that nigga want to talk
We put that choppa to his brain
And if a bitch, she want to bop
I send her ass to Thotty Lane
Swear that I'm the G.O.A.T, Lebron James
Yeah we swervin' in that Range
I'm that nigga, I can't change
Nigga broke he stacking change
Bitch I'm rich, I'm stacking chains
No a bitch can't f*ck with you
Cause you weird, you acting strange
Yeah, I'm the man
Chop gone kick like Jackie Chan
Chops and Sticks came from Japan
Got a French Bitch Maryanne
Choppa Finna make you fly
Bitch you look like Peter Pan
No I can't f*ck with these niggas
But I am not in a Klan
Yeah I'm tryna smash, hit the dash, we just friends
No he can't f*ck with the gang, cause that nigga follow trends
Man It's hard to stack that money, Get that money just to spend
And I can't come to the function if it's not full of them 10's
And my nigga ain't do nothing free my brodie out the pen
Nigga moving wocky, yeah that boy, he off the pen
We don't do no talking we just trying to catch a head
Pull up with a Glock, On his block and leave him dead
Bro got Choppas in the back
No you do not want to play
Put that dick all in her back
Now that bitch she want to stay
And the gang we in the back
And we smoking Mary Jane
If I talk shit you gone take it
Bitch I look like Major Payne
And that boy don't get no bitches
They call him a Major Lame
Niggas mad about the rules
Pussy boy I made the game
Yeah I'm talking all this shit
Like a dragon spitting flames
Put that 45 to your back
Ibeprofen for the pain
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Bro got Choppas in the back
No you do not want to play
Put that dick all in her back
Now that bitch she want to stay
And the gang we in the back
And we smoking Mary Jane
If I talk shit you gone take it
Bitch I look like Major Payne
And that boy don't get no bitches
They call him a Major Lame
Niggas mad about the rules
Pussy boy I made the game
Yeah I'm talking all this shit
Like a dragon spitting flames
Put that 45 to your back
Ibeprofen for the pain
I be clutching for the gang
Ain't no trusting in these bitches
Cause they hoes they act the same
If that nigga want to talk
We put that choppa to his brain
And if a bitch, she want to bop
I send her ass to Thotty Lane
Swear that I'm the G.O.A.T, Lebron James
Yeah we swervin' in that Range
I'm that nigga, I can't change
Nigga broke he stacking change
Bitch I'm rich, I'm stacking chains
No a bitch can't f*ck with you
Cause you weird, you acting strange
Yeah, I'm the man
Chop gone kick like Jackie Chan
Chops and Sticks came from Japan
Got a French Bitch Maryanne
Choppa Finna make you fly
Bitch you look like Peter Pan
No I can't f*ck with these niggas
But I am not in a Klan
Yeah I'm tryna smash, hit the dash, we just friends
No he can't f*ck with the gang, cause that nigga follow trends
Man It's hard to stack that money, Get that money just to spend
And I can't come to the function if it's not full of them 10's
And my nigga ain't do nothing free my brodie out the pen
Nigga moving wocky, yeah that boy, he off the pen
We don't do no talking we just trying to catch a head
Pull up with a Glock, On his block and leave him dead
Bro got Choppas in the back
No you do not want to play
Put that dick all in her back
Now that bitch she want to stay
And the gang we in the back
And we smoking Mary Jane
If I talk shit you gone take it
Bitch I look like Major Payne
And that boy don't get no bitches
They call him a Major Lame
Niggas mad about the rules
Pussy boy I made the game
Yeah I'm talking all this shit
Like a dragon spitting flames
Put that 45 to your back
Ibeprofen for the pain
No you do not want to play
Put that dick all in her back
Now that bitch she want to stay
And the gang we in the back
And we smoking Mary Jane
If I talk shit you gone take it
Bitch I look like Major Payne
And that boy don't get no bitches
They call him a Major Lame
Niggas mad about the rules
Pussy boy I made the game
Yeah I'm talking all this shit
Like a dragon spitting flames
Put that 45 to your back
Ibeprofen for the pain
I be clutching for the gang
Ain't no trusting in these bitches
Cause they hoes they act the same
If that nigga want to talk
We put that choppa to his brain
And if a bitch, she want to bop
I send her ass to Thotty Lane
Swear that I'm the G.O.A.T, Lebron James
Yeah we swervin' in that Range
I'm that nigga, I can't change
Nigga broke he stacking change
Bitch I'm rich, I'm stacking chains
No a bitch can't f*ck with you
Cause you weird, you acting strange
Yeah, I'm the man
Chop gone kick like Jackie Chan
Chops and Sticks came from Japan
Got a French Bitch Maryanne
Choppa Finna make you fly
Bitch you look like Peter Pan
No I can't f*ck with these niggas
But I am not in a Klan
Yeah I'm tryna smash, hit the dash, we just friends
No he can't f*ck with the gang, cause that nigga follow trends
Man It's hard to stack that money, Get that money just to spend
And I can't come to the function if it's not full of them 10's
And my nigga ain't do nothing free my brodie out the pen
Nigga moving wocky, yeah that boy, he off the pen
We don't do no talking we just trying to catch a head
Pull up with a Glock, On his block and leave him dead
Bro got Choppas in the back
No you do not want to play
Put that dick all in her back
Now that bitch she want to stay
And the gang we in the back
And we smoking Mary Jane
If I talk shit you gone take it
Bitch I look like Major Payne
And that boy don't get no bitches
They call him a Major Lame
Niggas mad about the rules
Pussy boy I made the game
Yeah I'm talking all this shit
Like a dragon spitting flames
Put that 45 to your back
Ibeprofen for the pain
Writer: Caleb B
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid