Yoppa Chords & Lyrics - Chris Brown

[Chorus: Trippie Redd & Chris Brown]
[E]Flexin' on you, I'm your father (ayy)
Choppa spittin' l[G#m]ugees like a motherfuckin' Llama (ayy)
Got the big racks [E]on me, bitch, I'm thumbin' through them commas
Presidential [G#m]Rollie got me feelin' like Obama (woo)
Blew up b[E]ig, got me feelin' like Osama
Pussy rappin' 'bout that c[G#m]hoppa, bitch, you know I keep a Yoppa (yeah)
Know I keep a Y[E]oppa, bitch, you know I keep a Yoppa
Know I told her, yeah but bitch, you know I keep a [B]Yoppa, k[F#m]eep a Yoppa

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
[E]Keep it on me, it stay on me at all times
[G#m]Don't sleep on me, don't speak on me, it's suicide
[E]Aim it at your brain, it's insane how them slugs fly
G#m N.C.
Codeine purple rain, is this what it means when doves cry?
[E]Never leave my piece, [B] .40 under the seat
[G#m]Protect my family 'cause I don't trust the p[B]olice now
[E]Love my choppa and I know she loves me
[G#m]Ain't no safety 'cause it got the lemon squeeze

[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
[E]Don't even try
[G#m]You ain't 'bout that life
[E]You ain't ready to die
[G#m]Choppa tell the truth, it expose your life

[Chorus: Trippie Redd & Chris Brown]
[E]Flexin' on you, I'm your father (ayy)
Choppa spittin' l[G#m]ugees like a motherfuckin' Llama (ayy)
Got the big racks [E]on me, bitch, I'm thumbin' through them commas
Presidential [G#m]Rollie got me feelin' like Obama (woo)
Blew up b[E]ig, got me feelin' like Osama
Pussy rappin' 'bout that c[G#m]hoppa, bitch, you know I keep a Yoppa (yeah)
Know I keep a Y[E]oppa, bitch, you know I keep a Yoppa
Know I told her, yeah but bitch, you know I keep a [B]Yoppa, k[F#m]eep a Yoppa

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
[E]Keep a Yoppa, my nigga, I keep a choppa
If you [G#m]put it in, your gun jam, sayonara, c'est la vie
[E]Say you got a problem, my nigg, so what's the problem?
[G#m]It can go down right now, just slide up
[E]Should think smarter, should think better
And I ain't 'b[G#m]out to argue with a grown ass nigga
[E]I ain't here to play no games, give a [G#m]fuck who you claim
Choppa on me, this the gang, I let it ba[E]ng

[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
[G#m]Don't even try
You ain't 'bout that l[D#m]ife
[E]You ain't ready to d[G#m]ie
[G#m]Choppa tell the truth, it expose your life

[Chorus: Trippie Redd & Chris Brown]
[E]Flexin' on you, I'm your father (ayy)
Choppa spittin' l[G#m]ugees like a motherfuckin' Llama (ayy)
Got the big racks [E]on me, bitch, I'm thumbin' through them commas
Presidential [G#m]Rollie got me feelin' like Obama (woo)
Blew up b[E]ig, got me feelin' like Osama
Pussy rappin' 'bout that c[G#m]hoppa, bitch, you know I keep a Yoppa (yeah)
Know I keep a Y[E]oppa, bitch, you know I keep a Yoppa
Know I told her, yeah but bitch, you know I keep a [B]Yoppa, k[F#m]eep a Yoppa