[Intro: French Montana & Gucci Mane]
(It's the Boy$cout)
Cocaine Mafia!
French Montana, Gucci, Ahh
Flocka, Bounce, Squad (It's Gucci), Bounce (Yeah)
Bounce, Bounce (Yeah)
Bounce, Bounce (Yeah)
Bounce, Bounce

[Chorus: French Montana]
Choppa choppa down, down, down, down (Burr, burr)
I lay a n***a down, down, down, down (Burr, burr)
Choppa choppa break it down, down, down, down (Burr, burr)
I lay a n***a down, down, down, down (Burr, burr)
Choppa choppa down, down, down, down (Burr, burr)
I lay a n***a down, down, down, down (Burr, burr)
Choppa choppa break it down, down, down, down (French Montana, Gucci)
I lay a n***a down, down, down, down (Flocka, Squad)

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Worldstar alert, in the hood Gucci Mane is icy
In the hood so fuckin' fresh that the bitches wanna bite me
Got a black choppa and a black tee, Bun B, honor, Pimp C
Free Boosie, free my n***a, burr, free Willy, ya feel me?
I ain't with all that rap beef 'cause this world's a rat race
And I'm out here tryna stack cheese, right here in these haters' face
They all tried to murder me but that's how the world be
Please Lord, forgive me, my instincts are so street
[?], that's throwback, ask Greg Street, he know that
Been out here ridin' around solo, since '93, can you hold that?
I signed myself, you can find me with that muscle behind me
I'm grindin', my AR-15 same color as my timepiece, it's Gucci
[Chorus: French Montana]
Choppa choppa down, down, down, down
I lay a n***a down, down, down, down
Choppa choppa break it down, down, down, down
I lay a n***a down, down, down, down
Choppa choppa down, down, down, down
I lay a n***a down, down, down, down
Choppa choppa break it down, down, down, down
I lay a n***a down, down, down, down

[Verse 2: French Montana]
Shots be flying, n***as die, don't make a sound
Chrome .44 on the slow-mo when your body hit the ground
N***a' look around
Got shooters, got guns, got bitches, got white, mo'fucka' we run the town
When them shots be flying n***a's diving, dying, running trying to hit the ground
Security, need security when them shots be flying around
Cocaine music nothing stopping that, with Juice 'ey I'm Project Pat
I got the streets n***a' fine with that
Chasing that money, nothing stopping that
Big ass chopper, cocaine mafia, lay a n***a' down if a n***a' try stop 'em
Chopper break it down, I fix a n***a' problem
Low to the ground, and the roof no top
King of the streets, I ain't never going to stop
N***a's ask around, when a single goin' drop?
A n***a so hot, jewels so cold, still let a chopper chop
[Chorus: French Montana]
Choppa choppa down, down, down, down
I lay a n***a down, down, down, down
Choppa choppa break it down, down, down, down
I lay a n***a down, down, down, down
Choppa choppa down, down, down, down
I lay a n***a down, down, down, down
Choppa choppa break it down, down, down, down
I lay a n***a down, down, down, down

[Verse 3: Waka Flocka Flame]
I ain't got time for the bullshit
No fight games, just a full clip
Old school girl, just a hood bitch
One thing for sure I'ma let it rip
Aftermath a n***a, no Dr. Dre
Point blank range with the SK
[?] DOA
Just a message to the wise, n***a, we don't play
[?]

[Chorus: French Montana]
Choppa choppa down, down, down, down
I lay a n***a down, down, down, down
Choppa choppa break it down, down, down, down
I lay a n***a down, down, down, down
Choppa choppa down, down, down, down
I lay a n***a down, down, down, down
Choppa choppa break it down, down, down, down
I lay a n***a down, down, down, down