Umbrella - ChoppedNotSlopped

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Big 4L, the biggest 4L

**, 21 ,21

G-Block savage with the criminals (21)

** throwin' shots, they subliminal (21)

Say that this a problem then we spin on 'em (On God)

Get the whole drum 'cause I'm generous (Straight up)

Put your name on the bullets while I'm fillin' 'em (**)

All the opps scared 'cause we killin' 'em (**)

Eastside vet, I'm a general (**)

All my ** twins, we identical (**)

I put all the beef on the meat rack (Straight up)

Holes in his face, pull the sheet back (Facts)

His mama threw a candlelight, skeet that (Phew, phew)

Steppеd on her son, call DFAC (**)

Paradise the wrong placе to creep at (On God)

He tellin' on the news, he a street rat (21)

Shoot the whole hundred, **, keep that (**)

Pass the opp pack so I can chief that (**)

Wet 'em, umbrella (Yeah)

Clutchin' glizzys with the fellas (Yeah)

Choppa sing like it's Adele, uh (Yeah)

Money, violence go together (Yeah)

Bottega labels on my sweater (21)

Can't name a ** that made me sweat her (Say what Yeah)

Cold-hearted, I'm a stepper (21)

These bullets hot, jalapeño pepper (Hot)

Give me more shooters, I need it

Give me more plates, know we greedy

We catchin' bodies, we fiendin'

They catchin' bodies, they dreamin'

And I just caught a body with your **, she ate semen (Uh-huh)

Suck me up, baby girl, ooh, she's a demon (Wow)

Say she love the money, I say she fiendin'

Set up her **, I'm plottin' and schemin'

Slimeball (Slime), ** (**)

Rich as a ** and they broke like her ** (Huh)

Sit in L.A, sendin' shots to the **

Cross the country, ** sendin' them hitters (Kill 'em)

** actin' country, play with me, ** (Kill 'em)

Stick right here make some noise (Boom)

Grip on that **, hundred round, can't avoid (Wow)

** shake the ground ain't attached to that boy (Mm)

We shook the crowd when we stepped on that boy

Different breed, different hitters, different killers (Yeah)

Glock .23 and it come with extendo (Yeah)

Switch on the **, finna whoop me a ** (Brr, brr, brr)

Think I was his mama when I get done (Brr)

Leavin' no prints on the block (Yeah)

Leavin' a snitch on they block (Yeah)

We left some opps on our block (Yeah)

These ** turnin' to cops (Yeah)

They be makin' song when their partner drop (Damn)

Wet 'em, umbrella (Yeah)

Clutchin' glizzys with the fellas (Yeah)

Choppa sing like it's Adele, uh (Yeah)

Money, violence go together (Yeah)

Bottega labels on my sweater (21)

Can't name a ** that made me sweat her (Say what)

Cold-hearted, I'm a stepper (21)

These bullets hot, jalapeño pepper (Hot)

** say it's up, they be hidin' though (21)

I can put it on but I still got a stylist though (On God)

Party in the Hills, all the ** got a powder nose

Call 'em "Bent over on the counter" hoes (Straight up)

Came from the bottom, **, I done reached a lot of goals

Reach for my chain, you get a lotta holes

Big 4L get 'em gone like, "Adiós"

Knock your hood down, **, domino (21)

I ain't really friendly, **, ** 'em all (**)

Clip full of hollows, I'ma bust 'em all (**)

Send 'em up to God with a fuckin' call (**)

Only time I ran is from the fuckin' law (**)

Big 4L, she wanna suck us all (**)

I got too much cash for a fuckin' mall (**)

If she ain't my ** then I ain't fuckin' raw (**)

If she for the streets then I ain't fuckin' raw (**)

Wet 'em, umbrella (Yeah)

Clutchin' glizzys with the fellas (Yeah)

Choppa sing like it's Adele, uh (Yeah)

Money, violence go together (Yeah)

Bottega labels on my sweater (21)

Can't name a ** that made me sweat her (Say what)

Cold-hearted, I'm a stepper (21)

These bullets hot, jalapeño pepper (Hot)