[Intro: NLE Choppa] (Cook that shit up, Quay) Top Shotta, Don Dada Got the bombs like Al-Qaeda, uh NLE the Top Shotta, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: NLE Choppa] I just copped the Range Rover (Big body), with some Forgis (With some Forgiatos) Sippin' codeine (Codeine), feelin' like a dope fiend (A dope fiend) He say I'm not a killer, that nigga don't know me (Brrt) My OG told me put in work when I was fourteen (When I was fourteen) Goin' down a narrow road (A narrow road) Goin' down a narrow road (A narrow road) Goin' down a narrow road (A narrow road) I'm goin' down a narrow road, road, road
[Verse 1: NLE Choppa] They tell me think smart (Think smart), I know right from wrong (Wrong) They tell me I'ma get life with this dirty chrome (Get life) Well, you would rather take a life before they take your own (Don Dada) And bitch, I been through some shit, I come from a broken home I got a different mentality, bitch, it's kill or be killed (Kill or, yeah) I'd rather kill a rat before I write a statement and squeal (Yeah, yeah) It ain't no fakes up in my circle, real recognize real (Yeah, yeah) I kicked that boy up out my cot that night that I did my drill 'Cause, ayy, we are not the same (We are not the same) I got murder, murder, murder runnin' through my brain (It's runnin' through my brain) And bitch, I'm hurt up inside, piranhas swim through my veins (Swim through my veins) Put your feelings on the toilet, watch it twirl down the drain They askin' who I need, well, I don't need shit (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Only thing I need is this Glock 23, bitch (Grrt, grrt) Flyin' overseas got a young nigga seasick I was just posted in the street like some cement, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: NLE Choppa] I just copped the Range Rover (Big body), with some Forgis (With some Forgiatos) Sippin' codeine (Codeine), feelin' like a dope fiend (A dope fiend) He say I'm not a killer, that nigga don't know me (Brrt) My OG told me put in work when I was fourteen (When I was fourteen) Goin' down a narrow road (A narrow road) Goin' down a narrow road (A narrow road) Goin' down a narrow road (A narrow road) I'm goin' down a narrow road, road, road
[Verse 2: Lil Baby] Road gettin' narrow (Narrow), slimmer and slimmer (Slim) Pray to God that I forget, try my best not to remember (Ah) It's a cold, cold world and I was born in December I'm forever steppin' forward, you know I'm one of the members They try to tax us SSI, then we start goin' and get 'em Really showed me what it was, I'll probably never forgive ya Start havin' what you ain't had and they'll look at you different But it don't matter, I'm in my bag, it's gettin' bigger and bigger Now the Range Rover class Sport and stamps on my passport Never know we was trippin', I got everything I asked for Youngin out here robbin', I'm tryna tell that nigga to mask up We get all the bags around the way, niggas can't gas us I ain't really got too much to say but fuck the task force Keep mindin' my business, hold my weight, and run my cash up Sometimes I just ride 'round with my stick inside my Lam' truck Everywhere I go, somebody put me on they camera
[Chorus: NLE Choppa] I just copped the Range Rover (Big body), with some Forgis (With some Forgiatos) Sippin' codeine (Codeine), feelin' like a dope fiend (A dope fiend) He say I'm not a killer, that nigga don't know me (Brrt) My OG told me put in work when I was fourteen (When I was fourteen) Goin' down a narrow road (A narrow road) Goin' down a narrow road (A narrow road) Goin' down a narrow road (A narrow road) I'm goin' down a narrow road, road, road
[Outro: NLE Choppa] A big body with some Forgiatos Codeine, a dope fiend Brrt When I was fourteen A narrow road, ayy, hey A narrow road A narrow road, ayy RoadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
