CAPO
NLE Choppa Lyrics
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Huh? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hahaha
I ain't doin' no playing Jack, you hear me?
Yeah, yeah, hrrroww
Bow, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I shoot to my right, my flag on the left
I earned my stripes but I'm not a ref
These niggas, they woke, they overslept (yeah)
My bitch, she clutch because she a nurse
Whenever I'm down she give me a Perc
The police pull up, my gun in her purse
The opps pull up, put him on a shirt
Bitch, we came in this world and we lookin' for murder
Knock yo cap off and it's word to Bobby Shmurda
Nigga watch yo mouth, I would hate to have to hurt ya
You would kill off a Perc but snitch when you sober
Man down in the street, man, this nigga tried to play me
I had one in the head but his gun was on safety
They askin' how I been, what I been feelin' lately
I got good aim in the pocket like I'm Brady
Can't speak on the shit I did to you
To be honest, them bullets wasn't meant for you
I'm sorry that they hit you
Fuck that, spin again, shoot the friend too
See at first I was gon' stop until
Hell nah, how them hollows feel?
I'm independent, can't sign a deal
Won't sell out for a couple mill
Before you try and rob, hit yo knees and pray to Buddha
Soon as you up it, Lil Trey gonna shoot ya
Remember I was young and I used to be a hoopa
I got into guns then I turned to the shoota
Knock off yo head, call that a fuckin' train wreck
Bitch, close yo legs, where the fuck is yo brain at?
Wet a nigga block, make it look like we painted
Man I used to struggle, now a nigga famous
I'm 16, with big dreams, I wanna be a star
I used to spend money on lil' things, now I want a car
Aye, that Rollie or that Audemars, where do I start?
Man this lean fuckin' up my tummy, makin' me fart
Hunnid-sumthin' shots in the rental
My bitch, she bad, like Kendall
I'm poppin' niggas like pimple
I'm in her mouth, that's dental
We strapped up like a gay hoe
We kill niggas like Tadoe
We ruthless like Fredo and love totin' Dracos
Mop a nigga with the .40, I'm a janitor
We smokin' on gas, that's cannabis
I'm a lion and the Draco, I'm a animal
In Florida, chillin' in Panama
He said he want smoke, I hope that he ready
I put on my mask like Jason and Freddy
You soft as bear, just like Teddy
I shoot him in the head, knock out his spaghetti
I'm tired of him breathing, I'm taking his breath (Huh?)
I shoot to my right, my flag on the left
I earned my stripes but I'm not a ref
These niggas, they woke, they overslept (yeah)
My bitch, she clutch because she a nurse
Whenever I'm down she give me a Perc
The police pull up, my gun in her purse
The opps pull up, put him on a shirt
Bitch, we came in this world and we lookin' for murder
Knock yo cap off and it's word to Bobby Shmurda
Nigga watch yo mouth, I would hate to have to hurt ya
You would kill off a Perc but snitch when you sober
Man down in the street, man, this nigga tried to play me
I had one in the head but his gun was on safety
They askin' how I been, what I been feelin' lately
I got good aim in the pocket like I'm Brady
NLE Choppa's song "CAPO" is a heavy trap piece discussing the rapper's affinity for violence and aggression. The title refers to a mafia rank, suggesting that he is a boss among his peers. The track starts with an assertive declaration that he is not playing and that he is deadly serious about his intent. He proclaims his determination to take his rival's breath away, using violent imagery to further intimidate his opponents. He paints his own chest with a flag to signify his ownership of his territory.
In the second verse, NLE Choppa speaks about his own vulnerabilities and how he relies on his girlfriend to provide him with support and medication. He reveals that his gun is in her purse, which indicates that he trusts her implicitly. He juxtaposes this with his violent tendencies, saying that he will put his rivals on shirts and that he is always looking for the next murder. The rapper also name-drops Bobby Shmurda to show his allegiance to the rapper and his love for murderous lyrics.
Line by Line Meaning
I'm tired of him breathing, I'm taking his breath (Huh?)
I'm so fed up with this person still being alive that I'm going to kill him
I shoot to my right, my flag on the left
I shoot my gun to the right while waving my flag on the left
I earned my stripes but I'm not a ref
I've gained my reputation and experience, but I'm not an official referee
These n***as, they woke, they overslept (yeah)
These guys woke up to the reality too late, they should have seen it coming
My b***h, she clutch because she a nurse
My girl keeps a firm grip on things because she's a nurse
Whenever I'm down she give me a Perc
When I feel low, she gives me Percocet painkiller pills
The police pull up, my gun in her purse
Whenever the police come, my weapon is hidden in my girlfriend's bag
The opps pull up, put him on a shirt
When our rivals show up, we'll make a T-shirt to commemorate their death
B***h, we came in this world and we lookin' for murder
Our life's purpose is to commit murder
Knock yo cap off and it's word to Bobby Shmurda
I'll knock off someone's head and make a promise like Bobby Shmurda did in his song, 'Hot N*gga'
N***a watch yo mouth, I would hate to have to hurt ya
Be careful with what you say, or I'll have to harm you
You would kill off a Perc but snitch when you sober
You're willing to murder someone when you're high on Percocet, but you'll snitch on people when you're not
Man down in the street, man, this n***a tried to play me
Someone got killed on the street because he tried to mess with me
I had one in the head but his gun was on safety
I had a bullet ready to fire, but the other person's gun was in 'safe' position
They askin' how I been, what I been feelin' lately
People are asking about my well-being and emotions lately
I got good aim in the pocket like I'm Brady
I have a great shooting accuracy like Tom Brady (football quarterback) has good pocket presence
Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing
Written by: Bryson Lashun Potts, Donald Bernard Jr. Bailey
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I'm tired of him breathing, I'm taking his breath (Huh?)
I'm so fed up with this person still being alive that I'm going to kill him
I shoot to my right, my flag on the left
I shoot my gun to the right while waving my flag on the left
I earned my stripes but I'm not a ref
I've gained my reputation and experience, but I'm not an official referee
These n***as, they woke, they overslept (yeah)
These guys woke up to the reality too late, they should have seen it coming
My b***h, she clutch because she a nurse
My girl keeps a firm grip on things because she's a nurse
Whenever I'm down she give me a Perc
When I feel low, she gives me Percocet painkiller pills
The police pull up, my gun in her purse
Whenever the police come, my weapon is hidden in my girlfriend's bag
The opps pull up, put him on a shirt
When our rivals show up, we'll make a T-shirt to commemorate their death
B***h, we came in this world and we lookin' for murder
Our life's purpose is to commit murder
Knock yo cap off and it's word to Bobby Shmurda
I'll knock off someone's head and make a promise like Bobby Shmurda did in his song, 'Hot N*gga'
N***a watch yo mouth, I would hate to have to hurt ya
Be careful with what you say, or I'll have to harm you
You would kill off a Perc but snitch when you sober
You're willing to murder someone when you're high on Percocet, but you'll snitch on people when you're not
Man down in the street, man, this n***a tried to play me
Someone got killed on the street because he tried to mess with me
I had one in the head but his gun was on safety
I had a bullet ready to fire, but the other person's gun was in 'safe' position
They askin' how I been, what I been feelin' lately
People are asking about my well-being and emotions lately
I got good aim in the pocket like I'm Brady
I have a great shooting accuracy like Tom Brady (football quarterback) has good pocket presence
@tysonsimcoe388
“Where tha police?” turns around “Oh Shit.” slides back into the whip
@gualaaaa
😂
@shirleyoliver1481
😂🤣😂🤣😂🤣😂
@400ent6
😂😂
@abz4837
Tyson Simcoe 😂😂😂😂😂😂
@ymgxbie3241
Lmfao
@ItsNiiko
Choppa’s energy is crazy🔥🔥😂
@noobking2548
Its Niiko shh