[Verse 1}
Pulled up, in the Lamb wit the sticks (Yah, Yah)
Gang wit me so you know we tote clips (What, What)
Fu n***a tryna' run up his licks. Ran off, whole lot of his shit
Bans out here, straight selling them xans. Smoking pounds, so you know I live rich

[Verse 2]
Mad know that I stole all yo shit (You Mad? You Mad?)
Man down, still stole off his bricks (Skirt, Skirt)
Stick shit, so you know I hit licks. Nine on me, shootin nine hollow tips
Pole on me, aim it right at yo lip. Lazer beam so you know it's gone hit

[Verse 3]
Bad bih thats straight sucking my dick (Sloppy, Sloppy)
Skippin' school, tryna run up some bread (What, What)
Gang wit me, so a fuck n***a dead. 16 now, straight dodging the feds
Fuck n***a, he ain't reppin' that red (What, What)

[Verse 4}
Fuck n***as on that fuck n***a team. Pulling up, at the corner of Reams
Shooting now, like "Excellent" green. Shooting greens, like Steve Nash in my genes

[Chorus]
The Choppaaaaa

[Verse 5}
Sippin' on Lean, that's forever my thing. Blue's Clues, like I'm losing my jeans
Robin Jeans, like I'm robbing yo team
Stealing off on that fuck n***a lean, Left the Scene, Alexander McQueen
Pouring Fo's, got the purp and the lean. Living life, always reppin' my team
Gang Gang, that's forever my thing

[Outro]
LAUF Bros, laugh