Ayy, free Choppa Boy
Ayy, free Choppa Boy, bi**h
RIP Boozilla, you know what it is
I got four-fives, Glocks, and the nines in this bi**h
I got cutters in the house, I got pounds in this bi**h
I got h**s runnin' in and out, slime in this bi**h
I go by YoungBoy and I zip you up from talkin' s**t
These ni**as bit**es and I know that they ain't 'bout that s**t
Can't come how I'm comin', I was a youngin when they tried that s**t
I been knockin' ni**as off, they never knew it was gon' come to this
Bi**h, I been on some rider s**t (Let's go), I leave 'em dead
Got the whole city mad, I zip that boy 'bout what he said
You can stunt like you mad, I p**a bag on top your head
I was up in the parish, slept with playpals under my bed
'Cause, bi**h, I'm tryna flex somethin', do some' with all y'all
Soon as we get up on the walk, my youngin' punch his head off
Lil' bi**h, I'm out the North Side, I'm bustin', I won't stand down
I'll put the bi**h up in a casket, f**k up your headstone
Them ni**as used to run the city, won't even claim that bi**h
Don't say nothin' 'cause the s**t ain't serious, don't make me tame that s**t
These youngins runnin' with me with it, they on some dangerous s**t
Bustin', put two in your fitted, I call that gang assist
Rollin', I just popped one, tryna body bag and zip somethin', yeah
Pants hangin' off my ass, Glock on my side with a green flag
Talkin' reckless, caught him slippin', went to bustin', did him bad
Soon as we swerve, we bend the curve, don't do no talkin', that's your ass
I ain't got no chill, I'm tryna send a bi**h to Winnfield
Had to show the pu**y bi**h I been that, and bi**h, I'm still is
Bi**h, I pull up, make a ni**a get back, like what the deal is?
All these p**y bit**es choosin' sides like they don't know real
Mmh, come on, b**h, uh-uh, let me go
Yeah, chill out, yeah, b**h, ayy, I'll do somethin' with you
(Bi**h ass ni**a say)
And I'll bang it out with you
Old ho ass ni**a (Let's do it, look)
Do what you do, I put you on the news, bi**h, we could fight or shoot
Bi**h, I know these ni**as know it's murder when I'm comin' through
Bi**h, I always win, I never lose, we gon' f**k over you
You become a victim of the chopper, put him on the news (Huh?)
