Future ATL - Karate Chop (Remix) Lyrics (Feat. Birdman)

Future ATL – Karate Chop (Remix) Lyrics (Feat. Birdman, French Montana & Rick Ross)

[Hook: Future]
Slang a bunch of narcotics
Pull up in the new ‘Rarri
Livin’ like John Gotti
Choppin’ bricks like karate
Drink a bunch of Codeine
Servin’ to the dope fiends
Blowin’ money, stay clean
Michael Jackson, Billy Jean

[Verse 1: Future]
Got a Panamera round a young nigga neck
Got a young bitch pullin’ up in a vet
Smoke a lot of kush and I have a lot of sex
Had to beat the grind up, ran up my check
Bitch nigga get money, nigga get that
Roll a blunt of chronic, nigga sell a lot of crack
You can hit a nigga line, order what you want
I can whip a Maserati, pullin’ up a donk
50,000 on yo watch, young nigga splurge
Pop a Ace of Spades bottle, sip a lot of syrup
Keep a young nigga workin’ gotta buss a cape
I’mma take a phone call, hustle everyday

[Hook: Future]
Slang a bunch of narcotics
Pull up in the new ‘Rarri
Livin’ like John Gotti
Choppin’ bricks like karate
Drink a bunch of Codeine
Servin’ to the dope fiends
Blowin’ money, stay clean
Michael Jackson, Billy Jean

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Hustle like I’m Makaveli
Dollar signs tatted on my back and belly
Gotta grind, borderline nigga rich
Type of money, look at what this nigga did
Type of paper look at what this nigga got
All these cars gonna make another nigga high
Looking for love but do you really want a thug
I’m talking white ’cause I really got a plug

[Hook: Future]
Slang a bunch of narcotics
Pull up in the new ‘Rarri
Livin’ like John Gotti
Choppin’ bricks like karate
Drink a bunch of Codeine
Servin’ to the dope fiends
Blowin’ money, stay clean
Michael Jackson, Billy Jean

[Verse 3: Birdman]
Supermodels popping bottles living on them hills
Bad bitches out here popping pills
Get it how the fuck we live
New whip nigga drop another fucking mill
Stunting while we serve and
New bricks, new chips, another bird, man
Stayed loyal and we kept it real
Back against the wall, on a killing feel

[Hook: Future]
Slang a bunch of narcotics
Pull up in the new ‘Rarri
Livin’ like John Gotti
Choppin’ bricks like karate
Drink a bunch of Codeine
Servin’ to the dope fiends
Blowin’ money, stay clean
Michael Jackson, Billy Jean

[Verse 4: French Montana]
Riding in that ghost, hammer on my lap
Made enough money bring Hammer back
Karate Chop that Miley Cyrus
Nigga don’t… dressed, stylist
Broke brick dope fiends
Wrapped up daddy gonna get gasoline
Been doing shit you ain’t never seen
Michael Jackson strapped up, Billy Jean

[Hook: Future]
Slang a bunch of narcotics
Pull up in the new ‘Rarri
Livin’ like John Gotti
Choppin’ bricks like karate
Drink a bunch of Codeine
Servin’ to the dope fiends
Blowin’ money, stay clean
Michael Jackson, Billy Jean

[Outro: Birdman]
Rich Gang gangstas
My Famillia
My nigga Future
All day everyday
Popping that GT living that life
Yeah
Higher than we ever been boy
One hundred

[Lyrics to Karate Chop (Remix) by Future ATL (Feat. Birdman, French Montana & Rick Ross)]