[Intro]
Aye
Pow!
Who's Chupi anyways?
Pow! Pow!
Bitch! Uh
And it like to go pow!
Uh, yuh
And it like to go pow!

[Chorus]
I got choppas and they like to go pow
I'm fuckin' on that bitch, then I turn her ass around
I'm too lit, I cannot turn down
I just count this bread, and I do not make a sound
All the bitches love me like my name Chris Brown
Everybody know me, I'm the talk of the town
Like to make a scene every time I come around
Like a lighter, I'm lit up, and I cannot pipe down

[Verse]
Ain't no Jeff, this a beat by Chupi
Everytime I come around, your bitch be tryna do me
If I'm broke, run it back up, yuh, yeah, just like a routine
Push to start the drop top, and that bitch got 2 seats
Whole gang counting guala, lil bitch because we working
I see all them watching, little bitch I see you lurking
I just love my bread, run it up, that's for certain
How you do that shit, we ain't got time to be serving
Swear that shit, yeah, I swear that shit gon' hit, yeah
Whole gang got sticks, yeah, too many perscriptions, yeah
You can't get like this, yeah, we got too much drip
Got Margiela with the Ricks, and the AF be the kicks, yeah
I'm just tryna flex, yeah, I'm tryna get in, yeah
We gon' run it up, yeah, just me and my twin, yeah
I'm tryna fuck this bitch named Chantel Jeffries
Big bags, walking out the bank, I'm feeling hefty
I'm driving with my right hand and I'm shooting with my lefty
3D be the gang, we popping out, and that's on setty
Who's Chupi anyways?
Got a hundred bands, yeah, on a private jet, yeah
Got her ass dry, but I'ma leave her ass wet
I like Quali, I like Percs, I like Xans and I like Tech
I like to count up and think of bread I'm getting next