LYRICS: NLE Choppa – Final Warning

NLE Choppa – Final Warning





NLE Choppa Final Warning Lyrics

[Intro]
Dun, dun, dun
NLE the Top Shotta got the bombs like Al-Qaeda
Damn E, this shit exclusive
Ayy, ayy

[Chorus]
Never send a threat on the internet just to prove a point
That dissing, don’t get into that, we leaving that to the informants
Don’t inform me about who informing, that’s you final warning
7.62’s sting like a Bumblebee, he start transforming
Send you homies on the drill, but they ain’t never make it back
Shoot up the scat, we left it flat, he died on the impact
My shooter, he a gym rat, but never mentioned who he crackеd
We put you on the news, and I bеt his family viewed that

[Verse 1]
Slide by myself before I call a nigga
My fingernails dirty cause I’m still a gravedigger
And we ain’t capping, don’t ask if we never pulled a trigger
And Goon steady putting Jimmy Glow up in his Swisher
Never been the one to save the day, I’m the one clutching on the Drac
Make sure he don’t get away, a opp the only thing I chase
In a full race the back of his neck, hit the ground to decay
Walk up to him, C Grape stood over, put one in his face
Murking what my soul say
I’m sliding with this throwaway
My heater for a cold day, leave a nigga in disarray
Better stay up in the house like the nigga from That’s So Raven
Catch that nigga walkin’ out, we in the bushes, we been waiting

[Chorus]
Never send a threat on the internet just to prove a point
That dissing, don’t get into that, we leaving that to the informants
Don’t inform me about who informing, that’s yo final warning
7.62’s sting like a Bumblebee, he start transforming
Send yo homies on the drill, but they ain’t never make it back
Shoot up the scat, we left it flat, he died on the impact
My shooter, he a gym rat, but never mentioned who he cracked
We put you on the news, and I bet his family viewed that

[Verse 2]
Ayy, smiling on my mugshot cause I know my bond money good
I ain’t missed a heartbeat, I’m out the next day, it’s understood
To the Broward County Police, lick my nuts and suck my wood
First day tray and nigga you start mugging, wish a nigga would
Doing donuts in the SRT, I crashed into a tree
Rolls truck the next week, money ain’t been shit to me
Riding with a full clip, but the gas tank on E
Sliding like a cruise ship, wet you up like a jet ski
Living to a hundred and three, that’s the OG Grape in me
Auntie wanna pray for me, better pray for my enemies
Life had gave me lemons so I start clutching the lemon squeeze
Had a AR F15, and two Glocks, .223’s

[Chorus]
Never send a threat on the internet just to prove a point
That dissing, don’t get into that, we leaving that to the informants
Don’t inform me about who informing, that’s yo final warning
7.62’s sting like a Bumblebee, he start transforming
Send yo homies on the drill, but they ain’t never make it back
Shoot up the scat, we left it flat, he died on the impact
My shooter, he a gym rat, but never mentioned who he cracked
We put you on the news, and I bet his family viewed that

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