Song Details: I Am a Menace Keep Me a Rack Just Like Tennis Lyrics by NLE Choppa. The song name is Shotta Flow which is sung by NLE Choppa.
I Am a Menace Keep Me a Rack Just Like Tennis Lyrics
I Wish Everything I Touch Would Turn to Gold
Nle, You Heard Me
Baby Mexico Choppa Man, Top Shotta
Baby Mexico Shotta
We Finna Talk Our S^^t
Why Not? Yeah
Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
I Am a Menace, Keep Me a Rack Just Like Tennis
I’m With the S^^t Like I’m Dennis
I Started This S^^t I’ma Finish
N^^^as Be Hatin’, Tryna Blemish My Image
Who Want the Smoke? .223 Came With the Scope
Extended Clip Long as a Rope
We Wipe His Nose, Just Like He Had Him a Cold
I Knew That Boy Was a Ho
Pull Up With the Gang, You Know That We Bangin’
What Is Your Set, N^^^a? What Is You Claimin’?
I Am a Beast, You Cannot Tame It
Don’t Point the Finger, This S^^t Can Get Dangerous
These N^^^as Hatin’, These N^^^as Plottin’
Ooh, He Got Money I’m Runnin’ His Wallet
You Say You a Killer, Lil’ N^^^a Stop It
In a Shoot Out Your Gun Was Droppin’
You Really a Fraud
You Cannot Stomp on His Yard
My N^^^a They Scammin’, They Swipin’ Them Cards
I Am So High That I’m Talking’ to Stars
I’m Gone Off Them Jiggas, I’m Poppin’ Them Bars
Don’t Mind My Pimpin’, Bih, Don’t Sweat Me
Choppa Got a Kick, Call That S^^t Jet Li
Sauce Gang Drip Though, What Is Your Recipe?
Don’t Get a F if a N^^^a Try to Testin’ Me
Whole Lotta Money, Whole Lotta Guala
Hit the Party Fifty Deep, Nun’ but My Shotta
N^^^a Tried Me So You Know I Had to Pop Him
So Many Bullets It Confused the Doctor
Whole Lotta Racks, Whole Lotta Stacks
F^ck a Headshot, I’ma Shoot Him in the Back
3.5 Rolled Up in the Cack
We Don’t Smoke Reggie, This S^^t Called Gas
I’m Sticked Up, Like a Blind Man
I’m Super Hot, Like a Frying Pan
He Said That He Gon’ Take Some From Me
Ayy, Just Know, He Lyin’ Man
I’ma Up From My Hip Then Blow Like a Whistle
Your Bih Suckin’ D^ck Like a Kool-aid Pickle
Two Bullets in Your Chest, That’s a Nipple
And if a N^^^a Run Up I’ma Pop Him Like a Pimple
Get Rich or Die Tryin’, I’m Feelin’ Like 50
Brand New Choppa Got Double D T*****s
N^^^as Don’t Play Me I Don’t Get Silly
Love All the Beef Like a Southwest Philly, Yeah
Yeah, Love All the Beef Like a Southwest Deli, Yeah
Ayy, Bih, Love All the Beef Like a Southwest Deli
I Might Just Od, Percs Killin’ Me Slowly
Feelin’ Like I’m Kobe, Can’t Ner’ N^^^a Hol’ Me
If You Wanna Run Up on Me, Shoot ’em Like Ginobili
And I’m With the S^^t Lil’ Homie, Yeah, Like I’m Toby, Yeah
And I’m With the S^^t Lil’ Homie, Yeah, Like I’m Toby, Yeah
Bih!
(Like I’m Toby, Yeah)
Finna Ad-lib, Keep All That
(Like a School Shooter, Named Toby, Yeah)
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Keep All That Tay, Yeah
(Huh, Huh)
(This S^^t Straight Drop, Lil’ N^^^a, No Cut)
Ayy Tay, Keep All That
(Straight Drop, Lil’ N^^^a, No Cut)
Keep All That, Yeah, Yeah
(Up From My Hip, Yeah)
