Letra de Yoppa (feat. Trippie Redd)

[Trippie Redd & Chris Brown] Flexin' on you, I'm your father (ayy) Choppa spittin' lugees like a motherfuckin' Llama (ayy) Got the big racks on me, bitch, I'm thumbin' through them commas Presidential Rollie got me feelin' like Obama (woo) Blew up big, got me feelin' like Osama Pussy rappin' 'bout that choppa, bitch You know I keep a Yoppa (yeah) Know I keep a Yoppa, bitch You know I keep a Yoppa Know I told her, yeah but bitch You know I keep a Yoppa, keep a Yoppa [Chris Brown] Keep it on me, it stay on me at all times Don't sleep on me, don't speak on me, it's suicide Aim it at your brain, it's insane how them slugs fly Codeine purple rain, is this what it means when doves cry? Never leave my piece, . 40 under the seat Protect my family 'cause I don't trust the police now Love my choppa and I know she loves me Ain't no safety 'cause it got the lemon squeeze [Chris Brown] Don't even try You ain't 'bout that life You ain't ready to die Choppa tell the truth, it expose your life [Trippie Redd & Chris Brown] Flexin' on you, I'm your father (ayy, father) Choppa spittin' lugees like a motherfuckin' Llama (ayy) Got the big racks on me, bitch, I'm thumbin' through them commas Presidential Rollie got me feelin' like Obama (yeah) Blew up big, got me feelin' like Osama Pussy rappin' 'bout that choppa Bitch, you know I keep a Yoppa (yeah) Know I keep a Yoppa, bitch, you know I keep a Yoppa Know I told her, yeah but bitch You know I keep a Yoppa, keep a Yoppa [Chris Brown] Keep a Yoppa, my nigga, I keep a choppa If you put it in, your gun jam, sayonara, c'est la vie Say you got a problem, my nigg, so what's the problem? It can go down right now, just slide up Should think smarter, should think better And I ain't 'bout to argue with a grown ass nigga I ain't here to play no games Give a fuck who you claim Choppa on me, this the gang, I let it bang [Chris Brown] Don't even try You ain't 'bout that life You ain't ready to die Choppa tell the truth, it expose your life [Trippie Redd & Chris Brown] Flexin' on you, I'm your father (ayy) Choppa spittin' lugees like a motherfuckin' Llama (ayy) Got the big racks on me, bitch, I'm thumbin' through them commas Presidential Rollie got me feelin' like Obama (woo) Blew up big, got me feelin' like Osama Pussy rappin' 'bout that choppa, bitch, you know I keep a Yoppa (yeah) Know I keep a Yoppa, bitch, you know I keep a Yoppa Know I told her, yeah but bitch You know I keep a Yoppa, keep a Yoppa