(Intro)
You prolly living off of lunchables
Yeah I was living off of a hustle
You was living off yo mommy though
I was chillin off of cocaine
Chop it up, ship it up yeah I'm insane
Chop it up, ship it up yeah I’m insane
Chop it up, ship it up yeah I'm insane
I was chillin off of cocaine
Chop it up, ship it up yeah I'm insane

(Hook)
A-A-A-ll my bitches ready yeah, all my bitches ready (yeah)
I get em so wet that’s what I'm pose to do (uh)
All my triggers steady dawg all my triggers steady (oh)
Fake claiming ass thugs get they biggest doom (what)(repeat)

(Verse 1)
My money keep piling (who)
I got the jeweler, my bitch got stylist (yeah)
I am a righty, activist, I conserv all of my powеr (facts)
T.I. the GOAT, king of the south, but he don't see showеrs (eww)
I write a song, don't you compare me to these mumble rappers (nah)
Uzi is garb, Mathers the GOAT, Lord Jamar is trash
I got the bag, Drizzy in booth, Greatness got bars
I see good, I don't see flaws
Take that hoe out, then take off my draws
Yes we fucking raw
Put my dick up in her jaw, have her swallow the law
She a democrat so these liberals be in her head
What I'm suppose to do when it comes to the bed
Is she go say Biden's right then Trump is the feds
Rnb that Usher, we fucking to Chris Breezy like I said (no homo)
(pre-hook)
You prolly living off of lunchables
Yeah I was living off of a hustle
You was living off yo mommy though
I was chillin off of cocaine

(Hook)
A-A-A-ll my bitches ready yeah, all my bitches ready (yeah)
I get em so wet that's what I’m pose to do (uh)
All my triggers steady dawg all my triggers steady (oh)
Fake claiming ass thugs get they biggest doom (what)(repeat)

(Verse 2)
Raised up in the jungle n***a
Anybody can get the rumble n***a
I got hella racks, so my bankroll folds n***a
I’m a king so in the streets I'm a lion
Don’t be lion, I'm Great White Shark no flyers
All these bitches suppose to do what I say so
If her pussy wet, then she's a fire hydrant
If she has an attitude then I'm a firefighter
She so into her emotions, I call her blindsided
Fine dining, wine’s shining, baby mama's crying
They crucifying my dick, so the stick is stuck inside her
Lowrider, pass-a fire, I don't do cyphers
Fuck yo rapper, homie I'd outshine them
(pre-hook)
You prolly living off of lunchables
Yeah I was living off of a hustle
You was living off yo mommy though
I was chillin off of cocaine
Chop it up, ship it up yeah I'm insane
Chop it up, ship it up yeah I'm insane

(Hook)
A-A-A-ll my bitches ready yeah, all my bitches ready (yeah)
I get em so wet that's what I'm pose to do (uh)
All my triggers steady dawg all my triggers steady (oh)
Fake claiming ass thugs get they biggest doom (what)(repeat)

(outer-hook)
Chop it up, ship it up yeah I'm insane
Chop it up, ship it up yeah I'm insane
Chop it up, ship it up yeah I'm insane
Chop it up, ship it up yeah I'm insane