Just Like Chapo

[Intro: Future]

(Pluto, Double, they in trouble)

(Double, Pluto, on two cutters)

Walk down gang we the muscle

My OG taught a nigga how to hustle

My big homie he taught me how to duct tapenigga

.762s out that -, and they ate up a nigga

Put niggas on news for them blues if they get to trippin'

My nigga refusin' to lose so they grindin' for chicken

[Verse: Future]

Free my dawgs stood up tall behind the wall

I got a stick, I get to hittin', ain't gotta make no calls

Pop a perky, pop a X or pop a Adderall

Took a upper, pour some lean, I'm ready to go and ball

Standing up tall, won't break down, we break laws

None of my diamonds ain't got flaws

Coming out the cut nigga throw salt

Sipping Codeine with no withdrawals

Feel like my rings dippеd in frost

Fuck around and [?] yo' ho

Cashin out on a foreign, I got hype beatin' down my throat

I'm spеnding Celine in a Louis store

Got a half a ticket in a goyard gotta keep that on low

I got the reup on me, got pink money, got blue money fosho

Got a team full of them soldiers ready to cut yo throat

I don't talk it, I just show a bitch I ball like a pro

I'ma ball like a dog till they free all the bros

Had to splurge in the mall, I'm in brand new clothes

Walk em down then you stare em down, do it up close

You just stood over a nigga in the hood, you the pope

You a rat nigga, you goin' to PC or gettin' poked

Puttin a blade on the opps, got a pound just to smoke

All I ever wanted was to be a plug just like Chapo

I got drug dealer idols, got rifles with scopes

Higher than messiah, fuck my ex bitch, I'm poured up

Higher than messiah, bitch I'm geeked up, I'm rollin'

Hit a nigga with that fire, that's gone make a nigga fold up

[Refrain: Future]

(Pluto, Double, they in trouble)

(Double, Pluto, on two cutters)

Walk down gang we the muscle

My OG taught a nigga how to hustle

My big homie he taught me how to duct tapenigga

.762s out that -, and they ate up a nigga

Put niggas on news for them blues if they get to trippin'

My nigga refusin' to lose so they grindin' for chicken

[Verse: Lil Double 0]

Free the bros behind the wall, that's stuck up in a cage and cell

He ain't gone never snitch or tell

He'll rather go burn in hell

He'll rather go live up in that bitch monster mode by hisself

Nigga fucked up in the head

Drugs got him gone, need help

If I tell you that I love you and I trust you, please don't take it for granted

My lil' nigga'nem be spinning through morning, wake up [?]

All pressure applied, no smoke divided we don't hide from it

We pullin up fire [?] guys and got my eyes on it

They tell me slow down

Lil Double pop this perc and go down

Pouring up fours of Wock' like Juice WRLD in a can of Sprite now, nigga

Real rockstar shit, I done turned to a rockstar like Lil Wayne in 06

You lame and broke bitch

Ain't gamin' no tricks

How the fuck niggas ain't comin' the same, they ain't shit

Talking to Pluto on Mars, I'm on G6, I'm on street shit

But this rap shit got my heart

Told lil bro to hold the defense

[Outro: Lil Double 0]

Put on Prada but not proud of me

Cause you ain't proud keep it street or keep it a hundred or doubting me

But keep that shit up in my past, cause money ain't none to me

All I did was go and get my bag and get another bad bitch from overseas

And bring another hunnid Gs uh, money ain't shit yeah

We can break them Ms out now, young nigga lit

I got all blues on 20s in the club, I'm poppin shit

Told the bitch she can come fuck me and my girls, she got hit

Damn, said it wrong