[Intro]
Yeah, mhm, (Gang), ridin' with Chapo, n***a, we got the Draco, n***a, we get that cake-o, n***a (Don't play with him), yeah, (You ain't talkin' 'bout Glocks? You ain't talkin' 'bout none')
(Chapo), yeah (You ain't talkin' 'bout Glocks? You ain't talkin' 'bout none'), hm

[Chorus]
Ridin' with Chapo, n***a, huh, we got a Draco, n***a
We gettin' that cake-o, n***a
Fuck n***a ain't goin' like [Avo?], n***a
My bitch gon' do what I say so, n***a
Quick draw with the Glock like Django, n***a
Can't hang with the bank, got no pesos, n***a
I'm thuggin', bitch, I know you catch my drift
Huh, I'm with some real deal Crips
Huh, I'm with some real ass Bloods
Get a n***a split through the middle like a Dutch
Dripped the fuck up, this a Chrome Hearts cut
GL4, I do all my stunts
Go for that kill, I don't do fake punts
N***a a bitch, he ain't gon' roll none' up but a blunt

[Verse]
I been in the crib, chillin', I hadn't pop my gun for a month
I make the crack dummy go hit that lick, man, I call his ass "Rockstar Punk"
He in a fishbowl, we in a tint, man, n***a ain't finna shoot us
Bitch, I'ma shark, these n***as somе fish, huh, all my opps get flushed
All my hoes hеart crushed
Man, I popped at myself, got 'em bussed
With my bitch ass, bitch, I gotta go bust
I hit a lick on a damn Brinks truck
I'm Babylife, n***a, I want you to say fuck some'
N***a, run up 3 deep
Pull out Glock then I drop one
Pull out that stick then I drop two
Huh, the opps get ate like cashews
Put him on FOX 5, mama heard bad news
N***a, on mob, n***a ain't talm' 'bout none'
Y'all n***as ain't talm' 'bout none'
On the mob, y'all n***as could've been had spun
I would'a leave the streets, but, n***a, I'm still not done
Lil' Glokk40 hit his bitch ass with a red tip
Pull out that choppa, get airlift
Took his bitch ass on that ride, now his ass carsick
N***a ain't come outside, now we gotta barge in
Now I wanna be in the jungle with apes like I'm Tarzan
Serve him a shot, man, he call me a bartender
Glock did a Avatar, think it's last airbender
I'm tryna fuck on yo' friend 'cause she look better
[Chorus]
Ridin' with Chapo, n***a, huh, we got a Draco, n***a
We gettin' that cake-o, n***a
Fuck n***a ain't goin' like [Avo?], n***a
My bitch gon' do what I say so, n***a
Quick draw with the Glock like Django, n***a
Can't hang with the bank, got no pesos, n***a
I'm thuggin', bitch, I know you catch my drift
Huh, I'm with some real deal Crips
Huh, I'm with some real ass Bloods
Get a n***a spinned through the middle like a Dutch
Dripped the fuck up, this a Chrome Hearts cut
GL4, I do all my stunts
Go for that kill, I don't do fake punts
N***a a bitch, he ain't gon' roll none' up but a blunt