lirik lagu prod – choke on my
aye yo, am i considered the illest yet
is these p-ssy hoes up out they feelings yet
has a n-gga stacked his first million yet
nah? well guess who’s gon’ feel effected
you n-ggas all talk on the internet
talk sh-t pretend you just some critic head
when you really on me with an ill intent
live your best life, i just ain’t k!ll you yet, b-tch
choke on my d-ck n-gga
till your throat column splits n-gga
i’ma bogard this b-tch n-gga
i’ma own all this sh-t n-gga
what you hoes call a monopoly
i’ma hold all the keys to this sh-t n-gga
go call police, i’ma blow walls just so prod achieves
what you know as the goat calling please
hold both b-lls and choke on them please
i don’t like you n-ggas, nah
i won’t fight you n-ggas nah
i’ma stack bread
and pay your opps to snipe you from afar
i don’t like you in my sight and i don’t like you in my comms
i’m not type to stay in calm
i’m not the type to stay with cons
nah them n-ggas ain’t my crowd
6ix9ine already tried it and he’s gone, b-tch
if i don’t blow this ain’t makin no sense
i deserve stadium tix
and some food in bed like hospital patients and sh-t
sponsored up, i won’t be paying for sh-t
and watch what you say lil b-tch
one complaint and i’ll be takin your b-tch
she ‘gon give f-ll-tio lips while she forwards your calls
so they all go to static like radio blips
y’all can choke on my d-ck dawg
or drown the wrist watch is wet
your b-tch watch me close and simp on me
s-x isn’t on my list of sh-t that impress me
get off my d-ck and cl!ck on my songs
my sh-t probly’ hits way different than sh-t y’all is used to
hits toppin hits, my sh-t go abusive
i’m sick dawg, submit me in the hall of music
where the beef ’cause i’ma eat it up
grill you n-ggas while i’m cheesin’, huh
p-ssy n-ggas i’ma beat em up
met your b-tch and now we meetin’ up
all these n-ggas always hatin’ on me
i’ma give ’em a reason, huh
b-tch im straight out this world, yuh
take me to your f-cking leader, bruh
yea b-tch i’m sl!ck with the words
beef get cooked like i’m greasy, huh
your b-tch hit my phone tryna’ give me p-ssy
why give a f-ck when i don’t need to, huh
n-ggas always tryna’ talk sh-t, boss sh-t
till i have ’em screamin, uh
im the best out period, i ain’t hit you p-ssy
why you bleedin’, uh
i don’t even needa blow up
i make these b-tch n-ggas scream enough
ever let a n-gga cross me, get crucified like he jesus, huh
p-ssy so tight last stroke, sh-t grip, almost got my p-n-s stuck
pull out, put it in her mouth, she eat a nut like a vegan, yuh
hall of music, better read me up
the n-gga everyone wants a feature from
i’ma be the one to sh-t on all you n-ggas
i can f-cking feel it in my guts
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