[Hook: Chuuwee]
N***as think I'm rich and so I tote a strap
Walk around with the tre pound in my backpack
N***as think I'm faking and its only rap
Till I have to lay a n***a down where he stand at

[Verse 1: Chuuwee]
You live vicariously thru my whole music library
It's, scary how scary you is you lil terrier
Your bite to small to be tryna take it there wit us
You would hit the cell and get fucked in yo derriere
Peach Peary washed down like Perrier
While I drink straight no chase from a fans fair
She hella thick no wonder why I got my hands where
The sun don't shine I'm bout to be there for a half year
Ya'll all pussy and I'm paying for the papsmere
Colin checkin n***as for they Rolex I cashed in
Front doors locked down windows get bashed in
Call up yo squad tell em bring some more rations
Make sure that they make it in a semi-urgent fashion
There may not be nobody left to save once we blast shit
It's our year, this year next and last year
Aw yea, 3 sluts they brought hash here

[Hook: Chuuwee]
N***as think I'm rich and so I tote a strap
Walk around with the tre pound in my backpack
N***as think I'm faking and its only rap
Till I have to lay a n***a down where he stand at

[Verse 2: Trizz]
N***as actin shady, n***as tryna play me
These n***as is fugazy, I tell u it's fuckin crazy
These n***as hate me cuz they ain't me and they lazy
I get it how I live. I'm prolly faded in AZ
Shout out to college radio its love cuz they play me
But I ain't doin shit if them muthafuckas don't pay me
I'm bought a dollar and I get it cuz have to
It's nothin to get atchu, I'll hire n***as to jack u
Ain't spend shit for these tattoos
It's all real n***a, no payment for when u that dude
Fuck ya'll yea I'm that rude, That cool
Smokin wit my lady we faded up in the back room
Pistol on me, cuz some n***as wanna smoke me
Claim to be the homie them n***as don't even know me
Bitch get on yo knees and stop hatin trick blow me
Send u to the gates like my n***as in the show me

[Hook: Chuuwee]
N***as think I'm rich and so I tote a strap
Walk around with the tre pound in my backpack
N***as think I'm faking and its only rap
Till I have to lay a n***a down where he stand at