NLE Choppa - Top Shotta Flow (Official Music Video)

Listen to ‘Top Shotta’: https://nlechoppa.lnk.to/topshotta Merch: https://warnerrecords.lnk.to/choppastore Enter To Win Merch: https://nlechoppa.lnk.to/merchgiveaway Txt: (901)245-5603 https://nlechoppa.com https://nlechoppa.com/mailing-list https://instagram.com/nlechoppamusic https://facebook.com/nlechoppamusic https://twitter.com/nlechoppa1 https://snapchat.com/add/nlechoppamusic TikTok: @NLEChoppaMusic Triller: @NLEChoppa Directed by Jolo @shotbyjolo #NLEChoppa #TopShottaFlow #TopShotta Lyrics for “Top Shotta Flow” (Intro) Turn the reverb down a little bit Imma call this bitch top shotta flow Red Top Shotta Flow I'm on some shit NLE, Top Shotta Turn my vocals some (Blrrrrd) Pull it nigga NLE, Top Shotta, got the bombs like Al-Qaeda (x4) [Chorus] Cut off some niggas, they say that I'm fake Them niggas was bitches Wasn't making shit shake Had to run this shit up made a K in a day We was robbing, and scheming, and ducking them cases I'ma take me a risk I'ma take me a gamble I was down on my dick had to rob for a gaffle In the stollo ridin now we ridin in lambos If I give you my problems I bet you can't handle em [Verse 1] My niggas they trap out the vacant Apartments, and bandos Band man gang, drum on the choppa, commando Choppa go on repeat, on repeat, just like Soprano’s Think that you stepping to me I leave you where you stand ho [Verse 2] Slide on that boy yeah we ridin tonight I dont care the circumstance, He dying tonight My phone at the crib, I'm doing it right My nigga on the drill, my Glock on the right Step one, step two, hop out on feet Why the fuck is he running, he playing with me Put one in his noggin’, He laying to sleep They call me, chop stick, like I’m Vietnamese Make a killing off a show, then get a nigga killed Get a nigga pilled, put him on a quilt Drank in the cup, sip after sip He went out, sad he not my nigga We do this for real, we never gon' squeal He know what it is, we sealing his deal He ain't gonna do it less he off a pill I Swear I was sober on all of my drills [Chorus] Cut off some niggas, they say that I'm fake Them niggas was bitches Wasn't making shit shake Had to run this shit up made a K in a day We was robbing, and scheming, and ducking them cases I'ma take me a risk I'ma take me a gamble I was down on my dick had to rob for a gaffle In the stollo ridin now we ridin in lambos If I give you my problems I bet you can't handle em These nigga’s be brewster Nigga’s ain’t shooters 20k on his head, you still ain’t do it Who did you call when y'all got into it You know I be tweaking, you know ill pull it What, y’all nigga’s must think i'm pussy Bitch you see me leave a nigga gushing Big dog in the hood, call me tookie Big man on the block, Andrew Goody Walk down on em in a ski mask and a hoodie Say Im not killa, you nigga’s be foolish Go ask my nigga, he seen me do it Shoot at the party, we droppin’ them boys Its hunnid some grapes, he aint stopping them boys Fucking with me, you get put in the morgue I don’t fear no man, I'm a big lil gangster There’s a whole lotta gun residue on my finger When them nigga’s be hidin, I get a little anxious Imma shoot up the crib, shoot that bitch through the blinds Really top shotta, put it on the map NIgga’s turn ghost when its time to ride out This shit is tatted on my stomach Top shotta and I ain’t running Btich Im rasta for real, Jamaica it be my stomach [Chorus] Cut off some niggas, they say that I'm fake Them niggas was bitches Wasn't making shit shake Had to run this shit up made a K in a day We was robbing, and scheming, and ducking them cases I'ma take me a risk I'ma take me a gamble I was down on my dick had to rob for a gaffle In the stollo ridin now we ridin in lambos If I give you my problems I bet you can't handle em Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah (x3) Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, top shotta