[Intro: YSL Reggie]
Fuck outta here, you think I want them ugly ass Jordans my ni**a
Guy is a goof my n***a
The guy is a snitch

(Ouu, this is a bando film)
(Thank You Ralph)

[Hook: YSL Reggie]
You don't wanna see me with a chop stick we'll run up in a ni**a house
You don't wanna see me wit em dread heads we'll pull up pop a n**a out
Ain't got time for no air head lil ni**a gotta make it out
We ain't doin' nun for da klout, We ain't doin' nun for da klout
You don't wanna see me with a chop stick we'll run up in a ni**a house
You don't wanna see me wit em dread heads we'll pull up pop a n**a out
Ain't got time for no air head lil ni**a gotta make it out
We ain't doin' nun for da klout, We ain't doin' nun for da klout

[Verse 1: Toka Dinero]
Touch ya broskis get da burna he ain't even gotta pull it out
Pussy ni**a talking hot, Metro put da 30. to a ni**a mouth
Treat da bullets like birdies, when its cold they be flyin' south
Y'all ni**as do it for da klout, my ni**as shooting when it counts
I never let the opps see me we pull up on a different route
GB rob him for his 2-3's ya bullets take a ni**a out
Heard he came around looking for me pull up on him see what they about
Never seen them ni**as out
I swear to god they run they mouth
I swear to god that he a snitch ni**a on the zone mans he a mouse
I swear to god that we don't care pull up on his dudes make his momma frown
Ni**as be crying' dim bullets be flyin' ya it ain't no accident
Run up on him put the gun up on him bout to politic him like a activist
And we came from jugin' robbin' ni**as cause we ain't have heroes like Batman
If bro got the tool the he chalkin' ni**as if not the he swingin' the bat man
And shit can get dangerous up in these streets so you keep it attached man
Brodie be flamin' up wit da heat no hearin' he leavin' you flat man

[Hook: YSL Reggie]
You don't wanna see me with a chop stick we'll run up in a ni**a house
You don't wanna see me wit em dread heads we'll pull up pop a n**a out
Ain't got time for no air head lil ni**a gotta make it out
We ain't doin' nun for da klout, We ain't doin' nun for da klout
You don't wanna see me with a chop stick we'll run up in a ni**a house
You don't wanna see me wit em dread heads we'll pull up pop a n**a out
Ain't got time for no air head lil ni**a gotta make it out
We ain't doin' nun for da klout, We ain't doin' nun for da klout

[Verse 2: FTG Metro]
I stay wit 30.'s and 40.'s I know you ni**as is phony you riddin' a stollen
We gon' hit you and yo homies the ambulance can't do nun for him
I stay with gang most of my ni**as they bang them youngins be throwin' them thangs
And we hittin' stain putting the opps all in pain we pull up I'm savin' his chain ya
I pull up in big body Tesla
Get the drop and we come and test ya
Smoke one opp and we come get the rest of ya
Swear to god ya my ni**as be ending ya (ya, ya)
And none of my ni**as be squashing shit
Told the opps take a trip down to Carling bitch
Catch us whipping' you know we washin' it (gang, ya)
I'm from the west where it's getting so colder
Got 2 demons that watch on my shoulda
Pray to god that I live to see older
And one day that I hop in da Rover
Cause I used to sleep on da sofa
Where the roaches and rats took over
Where the roaches and rats took over

[Bridge: FTG Metro]
All my ni**as Juggin and we Robbin
Cause in the smoke when we ain't have no opps in
I heard the opps talkin’ on some hot shit
THEN WE ??? WITH A CHOPSTICK

[Hook: YSL Reggie]
You don't wanna see me with a chop stick we'll run up in a ni**a house
You don't wanna see me wit em dread heads we'll pull up pop a n**a out
Ain't got time for no air head lil ni**a gotta make it out
We ain't doin' nun for da klout, We ain't doin' nun for da klout
You don't wanna see me with a chop stick we'll run up in a ni**a house
You don't wanna see me wit em dread heads we'll pull up pop a n**a out
Ain't got time for no air head lil ni**a gotta make it out
We ain't doin' nun for da klout, We ain't doin' nun for da klout

[Verse 3: YSL Reggie]
We ain't doin' nun for da klout
Never leave the crib without a 40 know a lot of ni**as wanna take me out
For the money ni**as do you dirty movin' like a birdie tryna snake me out
Look
I ain't even gotta worry pop a perk 30 vision gown blurry
30 on me like im curry barbecue is chicken like we in Missouri
Pull up on a ni**a block spin the block twice we ain't in a hurry
Bullets make a ni**a scurry left him to the jury put him on a jer-sey
We ain't showing no mer-cy
Pop a ni**a like a per-ky
No beef but she wanna jerk me
Bullets flyin' through the air make a mufucka duck and do a bird hop
Told my momma keep a semi tucked I know a lotta ni**as wanna murk me
Big choppa not no deuce deuce if a pussy ni**a try to girks me
I got shooters on da roof too bullets fill a ni**a like a turkey
I'm chasin' a bag lil ni**a
Ain't tryna brag lil ni**a
I been popping tags lil ni**a
Hop out the Porche now im swerving' in da Jag lil ni**a
Puttin' in work ya now im hoping' in my bed lil ni**a

[Hook: YSL Reggie]
You don't wanna see me with a chop stick we'll run up in a ni**a house
You don't wanna see me wit em dread heads we'll pull up pop a n**a out
Ain't got time for no air head lil ni**a gotta make it out
We ain't doin' nun for da klout, We ain't doin' nun for da klout
You don't wanna see me with a chop stick we'll run up in a ni**a house
You don't wanna see me wit em dread heads we'll pull up pop a n**a out
Ain't got time for no air head lil ni**a gotta make it out
We ain't doin' nun for da klout, We ain't doin' nun for da klout

(Thank you Ralph)