Memphis teen rap sensation NLE Choppa has seen his circumstances change wit… Read Full Bio ↴Memphis teen rap sensation NLE Choppa has seen his circumstances change with the swiftness. He began freestyling with his friends at 14, started taking it seriously at age 15 and had millions of views and major-label interest shortly after his 16th birthday. He first got his buzz from "No Chorus Pt. 3," a song and video from his crew Shotta Fam on which Choppa kicks off the song off and steals the show.
Since it's release in early January, NLE Choppa's "Shotta Flow" video has amassed more than 12 million views in nearly six weeks. The visual for his breakout record shows a precocious youth who is just as adept at dancing as he is at swinging choppas.
His flows and stylistic choices recall his friend and fellow hometown rapper BlocBoy JB. Yet Choppa is unique. His intensity, voice and dark sense of humor set him apart from the fray. His follow-up record, "Shotta Flow 2," is approaching 2 million views in under a week.
Always business-savvy, Choppa turned down a $3 million dollar deal and opted for a partnership with UnitedMasters, a company that distributes his music while allowing him to keep his masters. With an EP coming in the spring and more videos on the way, the young artist's name is everywhere, even catching the attention of legendary rap mogul Birdman, who he's been spotted sharing studio time with.
Since it's release in early January, NLE Choppa's "Shotta Flow" video has amassed more than 12 million views in nearly six weeks. The visual for his breakout record shows a precocious youth who is just as adept at dancing as he is at swinging choppas.
His flows and stylistic choices recall his friend and fellow hometown rapper BlocBoy JB. Yet Choppa is unique. His intensity, voice and dark sense of humor set him apart from the fray. His follow-up record, "Shotta Flow 2," is approaching 2 million views in under a week.
Always business-savvy, Choppa turned down a $3 million dollar deal and opted for a partnership with UnitedMasters, a company that distributes his music while allowing him to keep his masters. With an EP coming in the spring and more videos on the way, the young artist's name is everywhere, even catching the attention of legendary rap mogul Birdman, who he's been spotted sharing studio time with.
I Dont Need No Help
NLE Choppa Lyrics
Yeah (huh) Uh, yeah, yeah
(Huh, uh)Huh, yeah, yeah
(Yeah, yeah) Yeah (huh, uh)
(Huh) Go on (huh, uh) Yeah
Slick Rick type of nigga
'Cause I'm a bad bitch getter
Poppin' painkiller
Uh, higher than a plane, nigga (yeah, yeah, yeah)
You a lame, you ain't gang
So I can't hang with ya (no)
Touch my chain, bang bang
Snatch a nigga brain, nigga
Uh, got a pole on my hip
Ain't no fightin' (ain't no fightin')
I strike a nigga with this .30
Like some lightning (just like some lightning)
I hit her for the night
I don't do no wifin' (don't do no wifin')
I fuck her then delete her
Yeah, I'm so triflin' (I'm so triflin')
Real, real, real, real, real savage (I'm a savage)
I don't fuck with that bitch if she average (if she average)
I got a bad stripper bitch named Ashley (Ashley)
She taste like candy
Do you understand me? (candy, yeah)
Brand new car, hop out the 'Vette
Ice on my wrist, Audemar, Patek
Brand new chain, ice on my neck
Got tired of the Drac' and I copped me a TEC
I'm up all night, I don't get rest
I'm catchin' these flights and chasin' a check
Lil' baby, she wet, I don't want sex
Open your mouth and give me your neck
Uh, give me your neck, yeah (give me your neck)
Keep your pants on, just want the neck (the neck, neck, neck)
Want the neck, keep your pants on (give me neck, neck)
For real, bitch, keep your pants on
I'm a Slick Rick type of nigga (nigga)
She wanna fuck with me because my bands bigger (my bands bigger)
Pass me the blunt, I don't do the liquor (no liquor)
And your bitch a groupie, wanna take a picture (and take a picture)
I'm strapped up like a dyke or somethin'
I hope you don't try to take nothin' (what?)
My niggas strapped with army guns (yeah)
You think I'm lyin', I'll show you one (rrah, rrah)
We up from the hip and we burn one (bow, bow, bow, bow)
When I up, you better dip, that's your head, son (that's your head, son)
Uh, uh, aight
That's your head, son
When I up, you better dip, that's your head, son
Yeah, yeah
(Huh, uh)Huh, yeah, yeah
(Yeah, yeah) Yeah (huh, uh)
(Huh) Go on (huh, uh) Yeah
Slick Rick type of nigga
'Cause I'm a bad bitch getter
Poppin' painkiller
Uh, higher than a plane, nigga (yeah, yeah, yeah)
You a lame, you ain't gang
Touch my chain, bang bang
Snatch a nigga brain, nigga
Uh, got a pole on my hip
Ain't no fightin' (ain't no fightin')
I strike a nigga with this .30
Like some lightning (just like some lightning)
I hit her for the night
I don't do no wifin' (don't do no wifin')
I fuck her then delete her
Yeah, I'm so triflin' (I'm so triflin')
Real, real, real, real, real savage (I'm a savage)
I don't fuck with that bitch if she average (if she average)
I got a bad stripper bitch named Ashley (Ashley)
She taste like candy
Do you understand me? (candy, yeah)
Brand new car, hop out the 'Vette
Ice on my wrist, Audemar, Patek
Brand new chain, ice on my neck
Got tired of the Drac' and I copped me a TEC
I'm up all night, I don't get rest
I'm catchin' these flights and chasin' a check
Lil' baby, she wet, I don't want sex
Open your mouth and give me your neck
Uh, give me your neck, yeah (give me your neck)
Keep your pants on, just want the neck (the neck, neck, neck)
Want the neck, keep your pants on (give me neck, neck)
For real, bitch, keep your pants on
I'm a Slick Rick type of nigga (nigga)
She wanna fuck with me because my bands bigger (my bands bigger)
Pass me the blunt, I don't do the liquor (no liquor)
And your bitch a groupie, wanna take a picture (and take a picture)
I'm strapped up like a dyke or somethin'
I hope you don't try to take nothin' (what?)
My niggas strapped with army guns (yeah)
You think I'm lyin', I'll show you one (rrah, rrah)
We up from the hip and we burn one (bow, bow, bow, bow)
When I up, you better dip, that's your head, son (that's your head, son)
Uh, uh, aight
That's your head, son
When I up, you better dip, that's your head, son
Yeah, yeah
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Bryson Potts, Manyang Kual
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