NLE Choppa - Be About It Lyrics

 

[Intro]

Ayy, ayy, ayy


[Verse 1]

New feelings for the gang and I might cop a Bentley

All the way, cream sequence, stars in the ceiling

We was just plotting on the murders, now I’m seeing misery

Foreign hoes on my dick, I think this bitch Brazilian

Exotic blunt, so I’m pimping when I hit my runt

That shotty pump, I want it when my nigga rob for one

My nigga, he’ll figure it out with this Tommy gun

This ratchet got a drum and I scratched the serial number

I put a period at the end of the sentence if you run on

He ran off with the pack just like he [?] hit his temple

I catch a body all black, then I go put Chanel on

I’m real shiesty, cross him out, I knew that shit was dead wrong

Shiesty ways, shiesty days, having shootouts on the e-way

Bullets hit yo’ toupee, that’s if you give me road rage

Knock his teeth out with this choppa, that’s a cold case

Got a lot of top off from this model, she wear lingerie


[Chorus]

Ayy, ah, ah, better be about it

‘Cause my niggas come and see about you

I make your momma have to sleep without you

I bet they live without you

I bet they feelings die too


[Verse 2]

[?] show me coochie moo, she hit the booty doo

I can’t give that hoe a dime, she tellin’ me her rent is due

Play your ways, you want some money? Hit that block and go pursue

You better sell that coochie boo, ’cause I ain’t got shit for you

Back in the days I couldn’t afford the chain

Now I got the icy thang

I was eating rice cakes, now I got the [?]

I’m in a crazy looking mind state

I done seen a nigga get [?]

I’m in Memphis [?] some niggas totin’ like they [?]

Ay, I got aim inside this Range Rover

I’m shooting shit just like my name [?]

I cross him over like I’m [?]

Caucasian shooting [?]

I just walked the nigga down up in the shipment, then I walked over

I got demon vibes when I’m sober

Plus I gotta keep on [?]

3D diamonds sitting on my neck, ain’t no squinting

100k, Audemars Piguet, ain’t no renting

Ten on this fucking Percocet, it got me lifting

Poured a four up in this fucking cup, it hurt my kidneys


[Chorus]

Ayy, ah, ah, better be about it

‘Cause my niggas come and see about you

I make your momma have to sleep without you

I bet they live without you

I bet they feelings die too

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