Song Details: The Police Pull Up My Gun In Her Purse Lyrics by NLE Choppa. The song name is CAPO which is sung by NLE Choppa
The Police Pull Up My Gun In Her Purse Lyrics
Yeah, yeah, yeah…
I ain’t doin’ no playing Jack, you hear me?
Yeah, yeah, hrrroww
Bow, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m tired of him breathing, I’m taking his breath (Huh?)
Shoot to my right, my flag on the left
I earned my stripes but I’m not a ref
These n , they woke, they overslept (Yeah)
My bitch, she clutch because she a nurse
Whenever I’m down she give me a perc
The police pull up, my gun in her purse
The ops pull up, put him on a shirt
Bitch, we came in this world and we lookin’ for murder
Knock yo cap off and it’s word to Bobby Shmurda
n watch yo mouth, I would hate to have to hurt ya
You would kill off a perc but snitch when you sober
Ran down in the street, man, this n tried to play me
I hit one in the head but his gun was on safety
They askin’ how I been, what I been feelin’ lately
I got good aim in the pocket like I’m Brady
Can’t speak on the s I did to you
To be honest, them bullets wasn’t meant for you
I’m sorry that they hit you
Fuck that, spin again, shoot again, shoot the friend too
See at first I was gon’ stop until
Hell nah, how them hollows feel?
I’m independent, can’t sign a deal
Gon’ sell out for a couple mill
Before you try and rob, hit yo knees and pray to Buddha
Soon as you up it, Lil Trey gonna shoot ya
Remember I was young and I used to be a hoopa
I got into guns then I turned to the shoota
Knock off yo head, call that a fuckin’ train wreck
Bitch, close yo legs, where the fuck is yo brain at?
Wet a n block, make it look like we painted
Man I used to struggle, now a n famous
I’m 16, with big dreams, I wanna be a star
I used to spend money on lil things, now I want a car
Aye, that Rollie or that Audemars, where do I start?
Man this lean fuckin’ up my tummy, makin’ me fart
Hunnid-sumthn shots in the rental
My bitch, she bad, like Kendall
I’m poppin’ n like pimple
I’m in her mouth, that’s dental
We strapped up like a gay ho
We kill n like Tadoe
We ruthless like Fredo and love totin’ Dracos
Mop a n with the .40, I’m a janitor
We swervin’ on gas, that’s cannabis
That’s a lot in the Draco, I’m a animal
In Florida, chillin’ in Panama
He said he want smoke, I hope that he ready
I put on my mask like Jason and Freddy
You soft as bear, just like Teddy
I shoot him in the head, knock out his spaghetti
I’m tired of him breathing, I’m taking his breath (Huh?)
Shoot to my right, my flag on the left
I earned my stripes but I’m not a ref
These n , they woke, they overslept (Yeah)
My bitch, she clutch because she a nurse
Whenever I’m down she give me a perc
The police pull up, my gun in her purse
The ops pull up, put him on a shirt
Bitch, we came in this world and we lookin’ for murder
Knock yo cap off and it’s word to Bobby Shmurda
n watch yo mouth, I would hate to have to hurt ya
You would kill off a perc but snitch when you sober
Ran down in the street, man, this n tried to play me
I hit one in the head but his gun was on safety
They askin’ how I been, what I been feelin’ lately
I got good aim in the pocket like I’m Brady
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