[Intro]
Young Chop on the beat
Gang, Flash
HollyWood J
Gang, gang, gang, gang

[Verse 1]
Heard a fuckboy in the road, run him over
Heard that it's some snakes up in the grass, I'll mow 'em
Heard they put a plot on my mans, we ain't goin'
Heard you ridin' foreigns, Audis, Maseratis, no Range Rovers
Heard you wanna talk shit, wanna pop out with them vultures
Heard that when it get dark, they'll flex on ya, Hulk Hogan
I heard that they just want ya' for yo money
And they want ya' for them stacks, yeah, them racks
Them .50s and them Tecs and them Macs cannot lack

[Pre-Chorus]
This chop' on my hip look like a guitar
I'm passing blunts like Brett Favre, I'm getting it at large
Wanna get a feat from me? Twenty bands what I charge
Gotta spend like a whole car
I'm flexing like I got arms

[Chorus]
I'm smoking on them moonrocks, feeling like I'm a Jedi
Feel like Han Solo, but I'm not gonna die
And now I'm riding 'round Chiraq, Benz sound like Jakku
And you just tryna get yo' stacks so I ain't even gon' knock you
What you look like? You ain't even know what you heard
Been getting that Suge Knight, run 'em right into the dirt
Gang getting that cook right, in the kitchen, always first
If you don't look right then everyone upping them .30s, .30s, .30s
[Verse 2]
What I look like, fool? I'll pull up with the shooter
I'll pull up with my bro and we all just cooling
Big Bs in this, bitch, yeah, I'm always booling
Get ya' team wet just like y'all was Tooka
Spray yo' bitch just like my Uzi
Free Wop, bitch, I'm Gucci
Try to take my guap then bro will lose it
That Glock right there, I'ma pick it up, shoot it
Bro on the stove, he whipping somethin' up, yeah, that shit ready to go
This rap shit brought me to Cali, I found me a plug, send him coast-to-coast
I'm Cappin' right now, I'm Cappin' everywhere 'cause they just took my bro
They could lock me up for life for this shit, when I see the fuckboy, he get smoked

[Pre Chorus]
This chop' on my hip look like a guitar
I'm passing blunts like Bret Favre, I'm getting it at large
Wanna get a feat from me? Twenty bands what I charge
Gotta spend like a whole car
I'm flexing like I got arms

[Chorus]
I'm smoking on them moonrocks, feeling like I'm a Jedi
Feel like Han Solo, but I'm not gonna die
And now I'm riding 'round Chiraq, Benz sound like Jakku
And you just tryna get yo' stacks so I ain't even gon' knock you
What you look like? You ain't even know what you heard
Been getting that Suge Knight, run 'em right into the dirt
Gang getting that cook right, in the kitchen, always first
If you don't look right then everyone upping them .30s, .30s, .30s