Mike WiLL Made It - Choppin lyrics

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I’ll be chopping blaze

I’ll be chopping blaze real

I’ll be flipping for

I’ll be flipping for

I’ll be flipping for

I’ll be chopping blaze

I’ll be flipping for

I’ll be chopping blaze

I’ll be flipping for

I’ll be chopping blaze

I’ll be flipping for

I’ll be, I’ll be

I can shop on Mars, I can play guitar

Free balling with the stars, don’t be faller

Anything can happen, joke for mamma ties

And they rhymes me with plastic

Balling so hard, Mike Will when I jaize

Two baler in Atlanta figure out can’t tell multiply

And like they getting with the play

Ball on you, you fucking bitch

I can flip Ferrari with my fucking rest

Like going to high ages, smoke weed about the papers

Balling like the lickers and Versace touch pavement

Sanders touch the sand and rocks above my hand

I can sell oil like Afghanistan, I’ll be flipping for, for

I’ll be chopping blaze, I’ll be flipping for, for, I’ll be chopping blaze

I’ll be chopping, I’ll be shutting on my gaiters

I can walk to maiden, maiden

I salum the lager

I can eat baked, I can send a shit

Balling like ill, y’all know how that is

Got more gold but it won’t go still

Like I am the boss, chains in my cars,

Round around the block

Got that serve in my jar,

Don’t be alarm and my back sit and my heart is stopping

I’m flipping candy people, in my cars candy nickel

I’ll be flipping for

I’ll be chopping blaze

I’ll be flipping for

I’ll be chopping blaze

I’ll be flipping for

I’ll be chopping blaze

I’ll be chopping, I’ll be, I’ll be

I’d have diamonds into and get ready

Take AK must hating

Get the fucking metrics, wish they try to be my baby

Bitch don’t starch my days, thanks for mister Franking,

We don’t need to brail this

My bitch for the same ins cuz when I game in

Looking at the map I try to find a place I ain’t been

Looking at the least ain’t one that I not gave it

This car in every language

I’m dropping off the paper

Dropping off this bars ay, just like ya,

Drop and serving hard with diamonds, getting it all

Probably out the damn balling

And I burn it all

Man making place now I’m with the all stars

Where my diam is steadies, can we get a glis

Go chilling with this popping and we wouldn’t get no French kiss

Yesterday was crease, you can’t ride the ways

So I’ll be flipping for

I’ll be chopping blaze

I’ll be flipping for

I’ll be chopping blaze

I’ll be flipping for

I’ll be chopping blaze

I’ll be flipping for

I’ll be chopping blaze

I’ll be chopping, I’ll be, I’ll be I’ll be chopping