Darq E. Freaker - Choppin Necks lyrics

[Intro] Dai Burger Darq E Freaker What up? Pretty titty committee They ever disrespect? Check check check check Yo I'm choppin' n***as necks [Hook] n***as need to know That I'm steady choppin' necks Choppin' n***as right And I'm choppin' n***as left Pretty titty committee They ever disrespect? Check, check, check, check Yo I'm choppin' n***as necks n***as need to know That I'm steady choppin' necks Choppin' n***as right And I'm choppin' n***as left I stay slayin' And they love my [?] They cuttin' check, check, check, check Yo I'm choppin' n***as necks [Verse 1] Competition slim like my body Wakin' up to me is like wakin' up to a new Bugatti Hit my spliff, rub my tits, give you [?] Wanna kick it? Then you better have them bricks High karate Choppin' n***as necks if my check ain't in my hand Or in the mail And I see these b**hes on my trail I call them baby snails I think it's cute they salute When I step in the booth And it's the truth They want they fingers on this p**y Like a flute And I be damned if these n***as think my fame is a fluke Can't play no games with these n***as (Monopoly, Checkers, Clue) I ain't ashamed of decisions that I made to get through Cause now I'm getting blessings daily Like I'm saying (h)achoo [Hook] [Verse 2] Come through Hair blue or any shade of pastel When I get the deal I will buy a Pica**o And if you ain't got dough Then "Oh no!" I'm on my heal-toe Slide glow flow I'm out the door And it's not because I'm stingy or selfish But I'm worth it and legit Can't you see this where the wealth is Like Welch's Like Welch's, grape jelly jam n***as stalk my Instagram Just to see where the f** I am I tell 'em scram, counting grands Roasting you, roasting your mans I'm toastin' to grow some more fans I'm hostin', too - bring all your friends Now I'm OC out in London OT need more fundin' I show up lookin' stunnin' Send them [?] home, they runnin' To they mammies, they crawl back in their jammies They're just scared They heard Burger B always come through with the whammy So don't you ever f** with me I turn your anniversary into a flower nursery Six feet, n***a [Hook] [Chopped & Screwed Hook]