Music Video
Playboi Carti - Choppa Wont Miss (feat Young Thug) (SLOWED) #SLOWED #DieLit #playboicarti
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Playboi Carti
Vocals
Young Thug
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jordan Carter
Songwriter
Jeffery Williams
Songwriter
Timothy Jordan Jenks
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pi’erre Bourne
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yeah! We ain't wasting no time
(Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
Splat, splat, splat, woo!
[Verse 2]
Choppa won't miss a **** (Choppa-choppa)
Choppa won't miss a **** (Choppa won't miss)
Choppa won't miss a **** (Chopstick)
100 round drum killin' everybody (Killin' everybody)
100 round drum killin' everybody (Killin' everybody)
Choppa won't miss a ****
[Verse 3]
(B! B! B! B!) (Rrrrah!)
[Verse 4]
She hop on it lickety-split
Hop on the dick like a bitch
Suck on my dick like a tick
You a copier, Yeah you like to copy shit
You wasn't even on this style until young Carti popped this shit
I got hella hoes (Whoa), on some papi shit
Need to pop a bitch, need a solid bitch, harder than a brick
Choppers on the counter, pints all in the fridge
[Verse 5]
Choppa won't miss a ****
Choppa won't miss a ****
Choppa won't miss a ****
100 round drum killin' everybody
Boy that 100 round drum killin' everybody
Choppa won't miss a ****
[Verse 6]
Out here running with my gun
Young **** shoot for fun
Put some money on your head, I sell yo ass for 10
I got ice to match the ice, ice to match the fit
I got bitches on top of bitches, and all my bitches 10
I still don't dance no milly rock, just hide it in my sock
I got bitches in the lot, pouring up the pop
[Verse 7]
Choppa won't miss a ****
Choppa won't miss a ****
Choppa won't miss a ****
100 round drum killin' everybody (Yeah)
100 round drum killin' everybody
Choppa won't miss a **** (Grrrah, Jeffrey!)
[Verse 8]
30 round drum in the jean jacket
None of my jeans come in baggy
I never go for a chain snatch
I been had that, that's the same jewelry
Three-twenty all on the dash
A Bentley truck is my G-Wagon
Me and the dogs smokin' nothin' but nasty (Dog?)
Fuck the law and whoever askin'
Cheated on my bitch, wit' a bitch, so you know she lick
Cheated on my bitch, wit' a bitch with bigger titties
'Bout to cheat on my bitch with a mothafuckin' midget
Bank with my card, I go hard in every city
Definitely was a dog, got some hoes in every city
Every one of these hoe, why that bitch say that we living here
Went over the law, if I tell 'em, "aye let's get it" (Let's get it)
Platinum way let's get it, diamonds in my face let's get it
(I got diamonds in my face, they half a carat, aye!)
[Verse 9]
Choppa won't miss a **** (Choppa won't miss a ****)
Choppa won't miss a **** (Choppa won't miss a ****)
Choppa won't miss a **** (Choppa won't miss a ****)
100 round drum killin' everybody (Yeah)
100 round drum killin' everybody
Choppa won't miss a ****
[Verse 10]
Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew!
Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew!
Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew!
Written by: Jeffery Williams, Jordan Carter, Timothy Jordan Jenks
