Drakeo The Ruler Chopsticks Lyrics
Chopsticks by Drakeo The Ruler
[Intro: Drakeo the Ruler]
Sheesh
[?]
Ugh
[?]
That shit regular to me, anyway, though
[Verse 1: Drakeo the Ruler]
They want that old thing back so I guess I gotta do it to 'em
Crucify these niggas and hang they bodies in Jerusalem
But that's only for Judases, I promise I ain't knew this
Fuck with me, I love you, and my campaign ludicrous
[?] in my closet, you finna do niggas
And brodie, for the 22nd time, we don't do new niggas
You niggas better stick to just rapping, we really shoot niggas
I'm hanging in the trap, that's a jungle, with bamboo sticks
Jet Li, Bruce kicks, and Bruce Wayne, new whips
And we ain't into rap beefing, be ready for a news clip
I done touched so much money, like we gotta find a RICO
Lingo, bingo, duh, nigga, we know
Ignorant-ass nigga, buck-50 on a speedboat
These VVSes hittin', blah, bling, nigga, speak up
Like do I really really got a brain, man, link up
Big dog, nigga, lil nigga, you a teacup
Nigga, you ain't flexin' in that baby mama C-class
Nigga, if you dream about my [?]
Just know that we in the funeral service from all this [?]
Jump in my field, Tom Brady, I'm throwing deep passes
[Hook: Drakeo the Ruler]
Chopsticks, nigga, mopsticks nigga
Where all my Jews in the moshpit, nigga?
Stop it, nigga, I am not these niggas
Concealed weapon, I'm a convict, nigga
Chopsticks, nigga, mopsticks nigga
Where all my Jews in the moshpit, nigga?
Stop it, nigga, I am not these niggas
Concealed weapon, I'm a convict, nigga
[Verse 2: 2 Shitty]
Stop it, nigga
You don't touch no strips, just chips
Talk 'bout pimpin, but send no bitches
Bozo, heh
Mark yo polo
10 bands ain't enough, you gon' need more, tho
Shitty, who back up to no good?
Stinc Team, bitch, and we ain't worried about no hood
Ugh, cold with the fussin', it's nothin'
Yo asses come for percussion, now is you clutchin' or bluffin'?
You know we bussin'
So duck duck goose, troop
Shitty leave 'em shitty, you know I don't leave no proof
No blues, no clues, no, I don't know dude
Pro Tools banger, niggas know you don't keep no tool
Bitch
[Hook: Drakeo the Ruler]
Chopsticks, nigga, mopsticks nigga
Where all my Jews in the moshpit, nigga?
Stop it, nigga, I am not these niggas
Concealed weapon, I'm a convict, nigga
Chopsticks, nigga, mopsticks nigga
Where all my Jews in the moshpit, nigga?
Stop it, nigga, I am not these niggas
Concealed weapon, I'm a convict, nigga
Sheesh
[?]
Ugh
[?]
That shit regular to me, anyway, though
[Verse 1: Drakeo the Ruler]
They want that old thing back so I guess I gotta do it to 'em
Crucify these niggas and hang they bodies in Jerusalem
But that's only for Judases, I promise I ain't knew this
Fuck with me, I love you, and my campaign ludicrous
[?] in my closet, you finna do niggas
And brodie, for the 22nd time, we don't do new niggas
You niggas better stick to just rapping, we really shoot niggas
I'm hanging in the trap, that's a jungle, with bamboo sticks
Jet Li, Bruce kicks, and Bruce Wayne, new whips
And we ain't into rap beefing, be ready for a news clip
I done touched so much money, like we gotta find a RICO
Lingo, bingo, duh, nigga, we know
Ignorant-ass nigga, buck-50 on a speedboat
These VVSes hittin', blah, bling, nigga, speak up
Like do I really really got a brain, man, link up
Big dog, nigga, lil nigga, you a teacup
Nigga, you ain't flexin' in that baby mama C-class
Nigga, if you dream about my [?]
Just know that we in the funeral service from all this [?]
Jump in my field, Tom Brady, I'm throwing deep passes
[Hook: Drakeo the Ruler]
Chopsticks, nigga, mopsticks nigga
Where all my Jews in the moshpit, nigga?
Stop it, nigga, I am not these niggas
Concealed weapon, I'm a convict, nigga
Chopsticks, nigga, mopsticks nigga
Where all my Jews in the moshpit, nigga?
Stop it, nigga, I am not these niggas
Concealed weapon, I'm a convict, nigga
[Verse 2: 2 Shitty]
Stop it, nigga
You don't touch no strips, just chips
Talk 'bout pimpin, but send no bitches
Bozo, heh
Mark yo polo
10 bands ain't enough, you gon' need more, tho
Shitty, who back up to no good?
Stinc Team, bitch, and we ain't worried about no hood
Ugh, cold with the fussin', it's nothin'
Yo asses come for percussion, now is you clutchin' or bluffin'?
You know we bussin'
So duck duck goose, troop
Shitty leave 'em shitty, you know I don't leave no proof
No blues, no clues, no, I don't know dude
Pro Tools banger, niggas know you don't keep no tool
Bitch
[Hook: Drakeo the Ruler]
Chopsticks, nigga, mopsticks nigga
Where all my Jews in the moshpit, nigga?
Stop it, nigga, I am not these niggas
Concealed weapon, I'm a convict, nigga
Chopsticks, nigga, mopsticks nigga
Where all my Jews in the moshpit, nigga?
Stop it, nigga, I am not these niggas
Concealed weapon, I'm a convict, nigga