[Intro]
Ayy, hmm, mmhmm
Wonder how they looking at me now?
Now a n***a got the large amount
Yeah, I got my money up
Kio, Kio
Ayy, ayy

[Verse]
I'm just thinkin’ what them bitches thinkin' of me now
When I was broke and bummy, bitches used to turn me down
And now they see me out in person, wanna burn me down
I tell 'em "Fuck ’em, it ain't shit that we can talk about"
Hey, hey, now I got a foreign, I used to have a stolen car
Used to have jewelry from the mall, now I got a Audemars
I used to look up at myself and say "How the fuck I'ma eat tomorrow?"
Put the plate up on the tablе, that's what the fuck I be feastin' on
Y'all wasn't chеckin' on a n***a when y’all knew I was broke
I stayed down, then I came up, I was losing my hope
I wanted me some money, bitch you know I picked up a pole
I started hitting licks, and if you flinch, I’m snatching his soul
Ayy, I don't know what state I’m in, I'm just recording
These rap n***as, they my son, they should've never begged abortions
I had to hang up on my n***a, 'cause he wasn’t talkin' 'bout no money so you know it's not important
Ayy, and this the choppa house my n***a, ain't no Glocks allowed
I stick 'em up and then I bust it, I'ma gun 'em down
I put him six feet deep, I swear to God he won't make a sound
My diamonds Aquafina, come too close lil' n***a, you'll drown
Ayy, and we was shooting them clips, you would've thought I was a pornstar
Back in the Maybach, remember days in the police car
Teacher telling me that I'm a failure, I ain't gettin' out
Now for the kids at the school lookin' at me like a role model
Ay, my bottle empty, I told the plug we need some more drugs
Perc' 10, the Perc' 15, I'm on both of 'em
They see me sayin' real shit, my n***a sayin' talk to 'em
Leavin' bullet holes so big up in that n***a, I can walk through 'em
Yeah I like them Gucci snakes, but I'll never cross my n***a
That bitch, she ugly up in person 'cause she using all them filters
They say, "Lil' Choppa got no filter, that young n***a, he so bitter"
Bitch I'm bitter, I was raised by the robbers and them killers
Ayy, I put my money in a shoebox, n***a fuck a bank
I pop my shit regardless, don't give a fuck what you think
And fuck a car, man I want me a fucking tank
You shooting with your eyes closed, but when I shoot, I don't fucking blink
If I see a n***a eye to eye, bitch you know I blackout
Black mask, black gat, tryin' to leave his back out
You was throwing stones at a motherfucking glasshouse
I was out in traffic, catch my man and it's a man down
Hey, hey, it's a man down, it's a man down
No drive-bys, when I see 'em, I'ma walk down
I catch 'em slippin', leave 'em missin' in the lost and found
And free my n***as, they be jailin' in the dog pound
[Outro]
Ayy, no, no
Free my n***as, they be jailin' in the dog pound
In the dog pound
Drroo, doo, doo
Ayy, my bottle empty, I told the plug we need some more drugs
Perc' 10, the Perc' 15, I'm on both of 'em
They see me sayin' real shit, my n***a sayin' talk to 'em
Leavin' bullet holes so big up in that n***a I can walk through 'em