Chowder

[Intro]

I do not know what I'm coppin'

Walk in the store, everything is an option

They want some heat, so I'm droppin'

I'm at the top, so don't think that I'm stoppin'

Say you want smoke, but I know that you don't

Walk in the store, buy whatever I want

Got a new fit, yeah, I'm finna flaunt (I'm working on dying)

It ain't my time, so pass the baton, yeah

[Chorus]

Motherfuckers love to talk shit 'til we pull up and we gonna let the block spin

Ride around town in a brand new Benz and the windows got a new tint

You know that I stay with my gang, bitch, I do not want any new friends

Get in the stu' and make a hit, bitch, I don't got any other options

My pockets fat, call them Chowder, yeah

He is not tubby, a coward, yeah

Feel likе a monster, got power, yeah

Call thеse bitches a lemon, yeah, they sour, yeah

Making a hit every hour, yeah

I am a boss, feel like Bowser, yeah

Streamin' me all in your browsers

Don't wan' fuck with you, don't wan' encounter, yeah