ASAP Mob - Choppas On Deck Lyrics
[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]Medusa faces turn me in a stoneVersace killers and Ralph murderer in Dior HommeMy skinny niggas *****in' bring the chromeThe only thing I'm killin' is a microphoneI let my little niggas take you homeOne straight to that domeBetta ring the alarm, Fergie's homeEver taste the chrome? way far from a silver spoonSing your lullabies, watch your mother and your brother cry***** your sister brains, causin' mental homicideMother*****' your life, ***** your family nigga, ***** your wifeI be down for life, ASAAAP, my brothers for lifeBig money, talk to me niceTalk to me nice or don't talk to me at allGrippin' that Mack now he grippin' the floorRatatatat let it split to your jawLaid on your back, whisperin' Lord, bet he couldn't see his deathBerettas under the leather he couldn't see this TecTeflon vest for those who testA bunch of niggas gettin' throwed call me Jazzy Jeff[Hook x4]I got these choppas on deckAnd the 9 is on deckAnd the llamas on deckJust in case you ain't heard what I say[Verse 2: A$AP Ferg]I'm drowning' these niggas, not carving up with meThat vitamin water that formula 50I'm pipin' your daughter, muh*****er come get meOne clip to that brain, gone in a jiffyI'm poppin' your dame, cum on the tittiesBeef lo mein, all in her shrimpyOodles and noodles, hangin out it FiftiesSomebody done died, who knows who done did itSomebody gon' ride, bang her with the Smith andNines men in black, I will Will Smith himSemi-automat', brattttt it would lift himPreacher gone sang, momma gone listenHe was on that bullshit, Jordan or PippenSo I had pull shit, feeling so temptedRocks on his socks, Shawshank RedemptionSomebody gon' die, who know done did it[Hook x4]
