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Choppin' Blades
by Mike Will Made-It

I be choppin' blades
I be choppin' blades
I be flippin' foreign
I be flippin' foreign
I be flippin' foreign
I be choppin' blades
I be flippin' foreign
I be choppin' blades
I be flippin' foreign
I be choppin' blades
I be choppin'
I be, I be uh

What's up Uncle Charles
I can shop on Mars
I can play guitar
Been ballin' with the stars
Jody Highroller
Anything can happen
Yokohama tires
And your rims neon plastic
Ballin' so hard
Might wheel when I jay-walk
Shoot jumpers in Atlanta
Figured I was kin to Mookie Blaylock
600 with the kid, ballin' on you and your fucking bitch
I can flip Ferrari with diamonds on my fucking wrist
Might go into hiatus
Smoke weed up out of papers
Balling like the Lakers
Versace touch the pavement
Sandals touch the sand
Rocks up on my hand
I can sell oil
Like Afghanistan

I be flippin' foreign
I be choppin' blades
I be flippin' foreign
I be choppin' blades
I be flippin' foreign
I be choppin' blades
I be choppin'
I be, I be uh

I be trues to y'all my gators
I can Walter Peyton
As-salamu alaykum
I can eat bacon
I can sink a ship
Balling like Wilt
Ya'll know who that is
Got more gold
Than Rumpelstilts'
Locking out them bars
Chains in my cars
While I'm out to bark
Got the syrup in my drawer
Don't be alarmed
In my heart is popsicle
I'm flipping candy pickle
And my car is candy nickel

I be flippin' foreign
I be choppin' blades
I be flippin' foreign
I be choppin' blades
I be flippin' foreign
I be choppin' blades
I be choppin'
I be, I be uh

Diamonds integrated
KKK must hate me
Did the fuckin' 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 ramens
My bitch from the Cayman's
Kill shit when I came in
Lookin' at the map
I'm tryin' to find a place I ain't been
Lookin' at the list ain't not one ho that I can't hit
This car knows every language
I'm choppin' up the pavement!
Choppin' up these bars
Cut just like tar
Flip double seven, I went hard up in the yard
Ballin out the gym, and I'm burning guard
Whip making plays, now I'm with the all stars
Whip or die ya status
Can we get a glimpse
Chilling with these boppers
And they wanna french kiss
It's today's craze
You can ride the wave
I be flippin' foreign
I be choppin' blades

I be flippin' foreign
I be choppin' blades
I be flippin' foreign
I be choppin' blades
I be flippin' foreign
I be choppin' blades
I be choppin'
I be, I be uh

Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Aaquil Brown, Horst Christian Simco, Khalif Brown, Michael Len Williams

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