Famous Hoes Songtext

von NLE Choppa

CashMoneyAP
Oh, no
Oh, no, oh

NLE the top shotta
I got the bun like I gotta

Get a - and make her famous, next minute she blocked me
Thirty in this Perc', I need to slow down on the roxys
Gotta call, my - died, I nearly skipped a heartbeat
Lookin' for your love, but yo' feelings is departin'

Pull up on the wrong street, you - getting blicked out
Gun up in my hand while I - her wit my - out
We was really in the trenches thuggin' in the choppa house
Don't you tell me that it's smoke because you know that we gon' make it out

I don't even know which car I'ma drive
Roll a three-five, now I'm too damn high
- I'm in my zone, don't you kill my vibe
If a - play, you know them choppas gon' ride

The Michael Draco clip look like a banana
A - look all in this -, we gonna blame him
A lot of choppas when we ride, raise the count up
I robbed a corner store, the gun over the counter

And I ain't gotta spin back because I know he's dead
Ain't no surviving when you shoot a - right in his head
Paramedics answer questions 'bout that boy and the meds
But they know he ain't gon' make it so they pronounced him dead

Get a - and make her famous, next minute she blocked me
Thirty in this Perc', I need to slow down on the roxys
Gotta call, my - died I nearly skipped a heartbeat
Lookin' for your love, but yo' feelings is departin'

Pull up on the wrong street, you - getting blicked out
Gun up in my hand while I - her wit my - out
We was really in the trenches thuggin' in the choppa house
Don't you tell me that it's smoke because you know that we gon' make it out

They don't feel me any of these...

NLE the top shotta, yeah

Pull up on the wrong street, you - getting blicked out
Gun up in my hand while I - her wit my - out
We was really in the trenches thuggin' in the choppa house
Don't you tell me that it's smoke because you know that we gon' make it out