A hot new song by NLE Choppa is released on 10 August 2020. The song 'Top Shotta Flow' styled as typical NLE Choppa previous releases. Lyrics is penned by multiple writers RealRed, TrePounds, Javar Rockamore, Soul Soundz & NLE Choppa. Genre of the song is Hip-Hop. The song is ruling the top chart as soon as the song being released.
ABOUT
Song - Top Shotta Flow
Artist - NLE Choppa
Produced - TrePounds, Javar Rockmore
Lyrics - RealRed, TrePounds, Javar Rockamore, Soul Soundz & NLE Choppa
Language - English
Style - Hip-Hop
Programmer - TrePounds, Javar Rockamore & Soul Soundz
Scale and Tempo
Scale - B Minor
Tempo - 150 BPM
Camelot - 10A
Find below English Song Lyrics, Karaoke or Sing Along track, and video of the Song.
LYRICS
Top Shotta Flow Song English Lyrics
-- 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
NLE, Top Shotta, got the bombs like Al-Qaeda
NLE, Top Shotta, got the bombs like Al-Qaeda
NLE, Top Shotta, got the bombs like Al-Qaeda
-- 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
Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah
Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah
Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, top shotta
-- Outro --
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
NLE, Top Shotta, got the bombs like Al-Qaeda
NLE, Top Shotta, got the bombs like Al-Qaeda
NLE, Top Shotta, got the bombs like Al-Qaeda
-- 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
Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah
Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah
Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, top shotta
-- Outro --
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