[Chorus: 1900 Astro]
Everybody got a chopstick
Ridin' 'round with a chopstick
Ridin' 'round with a chopstick
Ridin' 'round with a chopstick
AK forty-seven my stick
Ridin' 'round with a chopstick, chopstick
Everybody got a chopstick
Ridin' 'round with a chopstick
Ridin' 'round with a chopstick
Ridin' 'round with a chopstick
AK forty-seven my stick
Ridin' 'round with a chopstick, chopstick

[Verse 1: Anti da Menace]
Ridin' 'round with this chop, I'm ready to cut a n***a block
Killed that boy and took his shoes, now I got blood all on my socks
Come here, we see some opps in this bitch and we shuttin' it down
That's on my mama, lil' n***a
Get all this paper and move out of town
We don't give a fuck, we gon' still try to get 'em
How many n***as gon' die? How many gon' cry?
Told you don't play with Da Menace
Before I let a pussy boy put me in the sky judge gotta give me a sentence
Come through this bitch with a Draco, leave his whole face swole
N***as know Anti got pesos
I don't give a fuck who you hang with, fuck who you bang with
All of y'all n***as gon' die soon
I'm ahead and I really just started
Huh, I went and bought me a watch
Remember times I was tryna take a fuck n***a Carti'
Shoot his head if we think he retarded
Huh, I'm in the back of the Benz again
I'm tryna run up them dividends
N***as already know 'bout lil' Ant
He gon' get hit then we spinnin' again
[Chorus: 1900 Astro]
Everybody got a chopstick
Ridin' 'round with a chopstick
Ridin' 'round with a chopstick
Ridin' 'round with a chopstick
AK forty-seven my stick
Ridin' 'round with a chopstick, chopstick

[Verse 2: 1900 Astro]
I can shoot this bitch fast, I don't need a license
If I ain't pickin' up I was probably swipin'
I got big racks on me like I won a stipend
If you see here with me then I'm probably pipin'
If you seen her with me she a dime
So much diamonds can't even tell the time
And that bitch let me hit 'cause I'm slime
Call the jail cell, they need to free Slime
Made a stop, had to pick us a purchase
If they owe me I shoot up the church
N***as lost it so call in a search
I could pay off my bills with my merch
I'm with Anti, I'm actin' real anti
I got blickies stashed up at the penthouse
I could run this shit up off of features
N***a know that I came from the bleachers
I'ma put this shit on, no kizzy
Leave the Crockpot at the trap, that was busi-ni-ness
N***a talkin' brazy, had to spin-in-in
N***a talkin' crazy, had to spin-in-in
No, I'm never gon' stop like suspenders
For my next girl I want Kylie Jenner
I stay crossed out, I know I'm a sinner
Got the blick at the table at dinner
[Chorus: 1900 Astro]
Everybody got a chopstick
Ridin' 'round with a chopstick
Ridin' 'round with a chopstick
Ridin' 'round with a chopstick
AK forty-seven my stick
Ridin' 'round with a chopstick, chopstick
Everybody got a chopstick
Ridin' 'round with a chopstick
Ridin' 'round with a chopstick
Ridin' 'round with a chopstick
AK forty-seven my stick
Ridin' 'round with a chopstick, chopstick