[Intro]
Aye, aye, aye
Yeah, yeah, yeah, what

[Chorus]
I got crystals in my ring, grab the gun, and let it sing
I ain't never said a thing, bitch, your group is full of twinks
Avianne, on my ring, Avianne, on my ring
Avianne, on my ring, Avianne, on my ring
I got crystals in my ring, grab the gun, and let it sing
I ain't never said a thing, bitch, your group is full of twinks
Avianne, on my ring, Avianne, on my ring
Avianne, on my ring, Avianne, on my ring

[Verse]
My choppa sing, call it magic
But I can't fuck with you
Because your gang full of faggots
Bitch, you look silly, Bob Saget
You could run up
And you know that I'd never be lackin'
I let him have it
I might just go shoot a three
Bitch, I'm ballin' like I'm on the Mavericks
Bitch, I be packin'
You can find me in the back
And I'm countin' my green like it's salad
Dirty sprite, in my double cup
I just like bitches doubled up
You wanna test, then run it up
I got a beat, I fuck it up
I am on top, no runner-up
You just a pussy, suck it up
You wanna test? The fuck is up
I'm rollin' up like what the fuck
Rollin' my dough, smokin' my dope
My choppa hit you, just like the woah
I got Versace, head to my toe
Just like Lil Barnicle, puffin' on pope
I got a scope, dick in her throat
You do the most, makin' her choke
Eat it like toast, I like to boast
Choppa gon' eat, choppa gon' roast