Big Chop

Said he want smoke

What you tryna do?

I be getting money

This shit is not new

Fuck on that ho and

You didn't have a clue

These nigga be flexing

And these nigga ain't none

Swear to God I just do

This for fun

Grab that choppa nigga

You better run

Want a feat from me

You better have funds

Loud pack, yeah it sit

In my lungs

He want static, I ain't

Gonna say none

I know niggas that be

Keeping them drums

And when I say it then

They finna go dumb

Riding around

With a chop on me

I know they hate it

They plot on me

Tell them they

Can't put a stop on me