Lyrics of 'Shotta Flow 3' by NLE Choppa

No way, Hozay

I might just KO
The Perc up in my Faygo
Run up on me wrong, turn his head into a bagel
On the opposition block, just like a Lego
I'm chief homie, bitch, so you know that I got say so

Whatchu say?
Everybody know what the fuck goin' on, NLE Choppa, nigga (bitch)
Shotta Flow 3 (yeah), a nigga can get beat (yeah)
I don't fuck with the police (fuck twelve Bitch, bitch)
Fuck he talkin' 'bout?
What he say? (Crip, crip, crip)
(Crip) Ayy, yeah (crip), yeah, (crip) yeah

Every show that I do, bitch you know that I rock it
The mic in my hand, but the Glock in my pocket
These niggas keep dissin', I guess I'm the topic
These bullets gon' knock the knowledge out of his noggin
It's "Shotta Flow 3" and you know I'm a G
Beat my case, I ain't coppin' no plea
You say you a gangsta, you say you a stepper
But you cooperated with police (on God)
Yeah, step back up then shoot my thunder
You ain't no boss, lil' nigga, you a runner
This bitch suckin' my dick, like a flavored cucumber (ay)
Dick all in her throat, I was touchin' her tonsils
Yeah, hit from the back, I was pullin' her hair and I ripped off her frontal
I'm pullin' his card, that nigga a bitch
I ride for my nigga like Morty and Rick
Can't step out the house unless I got my blick
You can get your ass shot like I'm takin' a pic
My nigga Piru but I'm banging the C
If you (crip) coming (crip) for me, you get put on a tee
If you fucking with me you gon' sow what you reap
I throw them some shots out the Glock 23
I want all the green like I was a leaf
My gang in the party, we came for peace
Put shots on a opp so his ass got beat
He got his ass jumped by a hunnid some feet
My niggas they steppin' I call dem some troopers
You was shootin' at me but you miss you a blooper
And when I shot back, bitch I hit I'ma shooter
Big titties on a choppa like I'm working at Hooters
I'm on some boss shit, and I'm on some gang shit
You can get your ass stepped on
She calling me racist, she was dark skin, but I want a redbone
Put his name on this bullet, the trigger I pull it
You better order a headstone
And now that boy head gone (brrr)
Bitch nigga, you a snitch
My niggas they vicious, bitch I am a menace
Let's have a shootout, like I'm in a scrimmage
Got dope in the lab, like I was a chemist
Shot him in the teeth, they call me a dentist
Walked down on my opp, I ain't leavin' no witness
Shootin a hunnid some shots, I won't stop 'til it's finished
I break in yo' house like I came through the chimney
And I'm high as a bitch 'cause the Perc in my Henny
Two 40's on my waist, like I'm rocking some Fendi
Bitch I'm making shit shake like I'm doin' the Shiggy
And she got a fat ass, but that bitch really skinny
And she suckin' my dick, she in love with my Jimmy John (bitch)
You talkin' 'bout bodies, I got me a ton
How I get a nigga whacked while I'm kickin' cack
Smokin' on a pack, and eating a honey bun

I might just KO
The Perc up in my Faygo
Run up on me wrong, turn his head into a bagel
On the opposition block, just like a Lego
I'm big homie, bitch, so you know that I got say so

Shotta shit, no politics
We shoot like Stojaković
Shotta Flow 3
Get your ass beat
Bitch, I'm Grape Street
Yeah, I'm a crip, but I'll wipe a nigga nose
Fuck is you sayin'?
Clatt