Mike WiLL Made It

Mike WiLL Made It - Choppin' Blades lyrics

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Ft. Jody Highroller & Jxmmi of Rae Sremmurd

(Hook)

I be flipping foreign

I be chopping blades

I be flipping foreign

I be chopping blades

I be flipping foreign

I be chopping blades

(Verse: Jody Highroller)

What's up Uncle Charles, I can shop on Mars

I can play guitar, been balling wit the stars

Jody Highroller, anythin' can happen

Yokohama tires & yo rims neon plastic

Ballin' so hard might wheel when I jay walk

Shoot jumpers in Atlanta

Figured I was kin to Mookie Blaylock

Six hunnid wit the kid, ballin on ya & yo fuckin' bitch

I can flip Ferrari wit diamonds on my fuckin' wrist

Go into hiatus, smoke weed up out of papers

Ballin' like the Lakers, versace touch the pavement

Sandals touch the sand, rocks up on my hand

I can sell oil like Afghanistan uh

(Hook)

I be flipping foreign

I be chopping blades (blade)

I be flipping foreign

I be chopping blades (them blades)

I be flipping foreign

I be chopping blades (blades)

I be flipping foreign

I be be

(Verse 2: Jody Highroller)

On my gators I can Walter Peyton

As salamu alaykum, I can eat bacon

I can sink a ship balling like Wilt

Y'all know who that is

Got mo' gold than Rumpelstilts

Locking out 'em bars chains in my cars

While I'm out to bars got the syrup in my drawers

Don't be alarmed in my heart is pop sicle

I'm flipping candy pickle & my car is candy nickel

(Hook)

I be flipping foreign

I be chopping blades

I be flipping foreign

I be chopping blades

I be flipping foreign

I be chopping blades

(Verse 3: Swae Lee)

Diamonds integrated KKK must hate me

Did the fucking Matrix when she tried to be my baby

Bitch had me mistaken bitch don't scratch my Dayton's!

Thanks to Mr. Franklin we don't eat top ?

My bitch from the Cayman's kill shit when I came in

Looking at the map I'm tryna find a place I ain't been

Looking at the list ain't not one ho that I can't hit

This car knows erry language

I'm choppin' up the pavement!

(Verse 4: Slim Jimmy)

Choppin' up these bars, cut just like tar

Flip double seven, I went hard up in the yard

Ballin out the gym, & I'm burnin' guard

Whip makin' plays, now I'm wit the all stars

Whomeva died is statuys

Can we get a glimpse?

Chillin' wit these bloopers

& they want a french kiss it's today's craze

Ya can ride the waves

I be flipping foreign, I be chopping blades

(Hook)

I be flipping foreign

I be chopping blades

I be flipping foreign

I be chopping blades

I be flipping foreign

I be chopping blades

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