Music Video
Byron Messia - Choppa ft. Lil Baby, Rvssian
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Byron Messia
Vocals
Lil Baby
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rvssian
Songwriter
Oswaldo Rangel
Songwriter
Dylan Byron
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rvssian
Producer
Dinay Beats
Producer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah
Bomboclaat!
Aye, Rvssian!
Yeah, uh
[PreChorus]
Custom grip pon di brand new stick
When mi kill a bwoy, mi nuh chat 'bout it
Di 'K wid di muzzle, got it wrapped 'round it
Di thing sing sweet, mi nah fi Auto-Tune it
One strap, two strap, three strap, four
Four **** strapped in a Honda Accord
Windows down, we ah wave four-four
Bwoy turn Usain Bolt
[Chorus]
Choppa go do, do-do, do-do
Choppa go do, do-do, do-do
Choppa go do, do-do, do-do
Choppa go do, do-do, do-do
[Chorus]
Pussy bwoy say him wan' beef and clout
Put him 'pon di news
Carbon sound, bwoy, lost and found
When di choppa go do, do-do, do-do, uh
[Verse 1]
Body drop like Netflix series
Choppa sing sweet like it have diabetes
Make yuh momma bawl please 'pon she knees-ees
Glock .22 tuck inna Amiri's
Believe me, yow, Saint Kitts
We nuh give ah fuck, so we can't catch diseases
From a minute in, yow, Papa, where we been?
Ah play with gun dem, we nuh play with Hot Wheelies
[Verse 2]
I can sell water to a whale, I'm a hustler
Government officials still tripping at customs
Held me up for ten hours on the plane, we was stuck there
Lately, I been dranking my problems, where the cups at?
They ain't rocking wit' us, they against us, and it's fuck them
Whoever I say can't come, can't come here
Go at anybody, anywhere, on any given Sunday
Crazy, I'm a celebrity, I used to be a convict
I gotta get revenge, I can't have it on my conscience
Go slide, go slide, yeah
Gunfire, gunfire
We got all these blicks on us, we ain't on no dumb shit
But we ready for one opp, two opp, three opp, four
We bring smoke to a pussy front door
I was playing cool, but I never let it go
Brodie in the jungle, go to sleep with a sword, it's crazy
[PreChorus]
An' mi dawg buss di case, and we laugh
Ha-ha, ha-ha
Ha-ha, ha-ha
Da-da, da-da
One strap, two strap, three strap, four
Killer dem knock pon ya' door
It's a robbery, get pon di floor
Yow, real dawgs
[Chorus]
Mek di choppa go do, do-do, do-do
Choppa go do, do-do, do-do
Choppa go do, do-do, do-do
Choppa go do, do-do, do-do
Pussy bwoy say him wan' beef and clout
Put him 'pon di news
Carbon sound, bwoy, lost and found
When di choppa go do, do-do, do-do
[Outro]
Ha-ha, ha-ha
Ha-ha, ha-ha
Da-da, da-da
Da-da, da-da
Don't cry, don't cry
Go slide, go slide, yeah
Gunfire, gunfire
Ha-ha, ha-ha
Written by: Dylan Byron, Oswaldo Rangel, Rvssian
