(Project Pat sample from Cheese and Dope Chorus 2x:)
Boy I’m gonna scald ya with pistol slapped cross mouth
Boy I’m gonna scald ya with pistol slapped cross mouth
Boy I’m gonna scald ya with pistol slapped cross mouth
Reachin in ya pockets, and take yo money out

(Chorus 2x: La Chat)
N***a gotta eat so a n***a gotta take somethin
If I got some work then a n***a gon make somethin
Trick fuck with me then them bitches gon hate somethin
When I put this on bet these cowards gon shake somethin

(Verse One: La Chat)
I think you n***as always frontin so my n***a give me somethin
Mane them bitches fucked up and I’m out to get yo money
You was out here ridin clean fallin clickin on the thang
From my nig I got no touch to just to get my ass in
It’s so hot I’m for a playa and a dog I gotta take ya
All my homies make you stang robbin n***as for the jealousy
You were the red life when you slippin with the bitch
You was bumpin out the frame make ya ribs I gotta get
Stick em up n***a stick it up, tryna be buck
You wanna act like you’re a superman, take out the luck
A mothafucka gotta go mane I’m out here the role
Yo bitch I think she's frontin gucci so I’m all on that hoe
And I be dog up by the weed, it’s the thuggin in me
I got my vest ski mask and paper coming up my gold teeth
I do not need a rubber squad, with no teeth when I'm on
I do not need a helpin' hat, I can catch my own charge, n***a!
(Chorus 2x:)
N***a gotta eat so a n***a gotta take somethin
If I got some work then a n***a gon make somethin
Trick fuck with me then them bitches gon hate somethin
When I put this on bet these cowards gon shake somethin

(Verse Two: La Chat)
See all my broads they be getting buck breaking the law
They robbin n***as with a tech punk now they start off
They out here sellin straight thug n***a roll out the way
He robbin n***as in yo hood mane this n***a don’t play
Lil type of n***a that don’t give a fuck ready to buck
You out here having thangs slippin so you boutta get tuck
Then he was gone out the white dog fool him the drank
He gotta heavy that was giving yes the food good thang
But at your house in yo trees where this n***a would be
He out here jacked and kidnapped for going out for the cheese
So out there, he came up find some victim ready for danga
He said stick em up bitch or a n***a will hunt ya
Them figgas blowin turn around you was ass at the ground
I know that n***a wasn’t lookin for the trunk what he found
He told them lies bout the rob, rob that was his death
Now I’m in jail with no bail for protecting myself, damn!

(Chorus 2x:)
N***a gotta eat so a n***a gotta take somethin
If I got some work then a n***a gon make somethin
Trick fuck with me then them bitches gon hate somethin
When I put this on bet these cowards gon shake somethin
(Verse Three: La Chat)
Imma have to spit ya, gonna have to gon hit cha
Do whatever takes from a mack to make it bridge cha
You out here pushin birds you already just tryna flirt (n***a)
I need to holla at ya let ya drank up your words
N***a straight up at the broads going straight in your pockets
N***as bout to watch this, Chat it can not be stop this
Kinda fuck you bigga dat that Imma kill ya
Gotta have yo back blow it up and pull the trigger
N***a this some thug shit pimpin where out no love shit
Gotta keep it up shit fore I fuck you hard bitch
Don’t you make yourself with yo face now put the ground hoe
Don’t you turn around of what rounds that I won’t let go
Yeah I got them scared I love to take the charge see
Jump out all the cheese, your keys that you can run free
Man I’m out here taking the chance I rob the dopeman
Let you bitches blowing the fast I keep the mean blang