NLE Choppa - Set The Record Straight (Lyrics)

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[Intro]
(Once again, I'm locked in with TP, we finna make a hit)

[Verse]
Mask on, gloves tight, cash long, I'm thuggin' right (Brrt, brrt)
We put niggas in the box and show up at the candle light (Brrt, brrt, brrt)
Let me set the record straight, they buried all the facts up (They buried all the facts up)
So, let me set the record straight before I go and crash, bruh (Before I go and crash, bruh)
Any problems with me? Better take it up with God (Amen)
If you don't, you will be the first to meet him when I spark (Amen)
See, they lyin' on my name, tryna play me for a lamе (They do)
I can't win up on the net, but in thе streets, bitch, I'ma vet'
Grab your vest, but you don't need it (Brrt)
Use your head before we bleed it (Brrt)
Playin' chess, this ain't checkers
Bitches pressed, niggas jealous
Ayy, don't start nothin', won't be nothin' (Nothin')
She popped the Tesla, Elon
I'm rollin' like off three 'em
I'm finna go and creep some
Pop you first before the yerk, can't say I need a pill to drill (I don't)
I'll be the first one to pop, lovin' how that Draco feel (On God)
.62 hit my partner, he was fuckin' with my baby mama
''It's a accident your honor'', told the same thing to his mama (On God)
Bitches don't disgust me, ho, say you disgust me, ho (Ho)
She say I'm gay, show the nigga that done fucked me, ho
Ayy, bitch you miserable, pitiful, mad 'cause I ain't feelin' you, dickin' you, and you know that it's killin' you, ho, just keep it real
Clickin' up just two broke bitches on a blank mission
I'on give a fuck, but low-key I'm gettin' tired of you bitches in my mentions
They pussy got more bodies than abortion clinics
I was tryna clean my image, but they done woke up a menace
If I pull my strap and you pull a phone out then you pussy
Harris County Jail almost had me in central bookin'
Call a spade for a spade, you need insurance for police
Crackin' 4's with this K, I told Lil Trey, ''Pass me my ski''
We can dirty up, I'm in the field cleated up
I'm back and I'on give a fuck, bounced out the car and said, ''What up?''
Dead beat, who? Me and my kids super glue
We got hoes tryna be mamas, that's the problem, damn fool
Tell 'em, ''Pick a side'', sick and tired of the lies
Look me in my eyes, plenty nights that I done cried
Fuckin' with my pride, usin' my kids against me
I can't let it ride, ayy, rumors on the 10 speed, it's time to-, uh
Call my bluff ho, call my bluff ho, call my bluff ho, call my bluff ho
Set the record straight, Lil Choppa, tell me how you feelin'?
King of Memphis, that be me (Okay)
On the ground, I got two feet (One Drac')
In the trenches, in the streets (That me)
Parkway Village where I be (Brrt)
Cottonwood ain't cotton pickin' (Never), but I'm ready for a lynchin' (Hang 'em)
Nigga play, somebody die (Bow), and it ain't gon' be me, nigga
Yeah, I'm back, put this on wax
Walk 'round like my nuts fat, 'cause they is
Tired of fightin' with myself, been sparing people for some years
Retarded, don't you start me nothin'
You niggas know how we comin'
Every gun you see got a button
Nigga, fuck it
Ayy, let me set the record straight
I'm state to state, no section 8, my house behind the pearly gates, nigga