[Verse 1]
Cold Game Records for the record
Move like chess not checkers
I don't like him I might take his necklace
Still connected still be fucking my exes
Kill a n***a call it mission complete
If he ain't die then it would've been me
If he run up he get hit like a piece
Middle finger up n***a fuck your peace
Bitches be talking like they ain't hit often
I even left them bitches on read
They all in they feelings, they be throwing salt
Put 'em in a show for the net
The only thing I really miss about it is the way she was throwing that neck
I ain't hit, she was upset
She told she was soaking wet
Back on my bully
Say my name on your track don't be silly
I be sipping Ciroc like I'm Diddy
Got some weed and the keys to the telly
I need [?] on some vocals
I be by myself so antisocial
In the trap but my songs in commercials
In your feelings like n***a who hurt you?
Put that n***a on the news
All you lil n***as is food, all you lil n***as is food
I put that choppa on you
Off the xannies I'm acting a fool
In Miami got ho's in the pool (splash)
I fuck my bitches in twos
Then I pass them bitches to you, ooh
[Chorus]
I might just pull up on you
I put that choppa on you
I fuck my bitches in twos
I put that choppa on you
I might just pull up on you
I put that choppa on you
Put that n***a on the news
I put that choppa on you

[Verse 2]
I love the game I'm so passionate
Laid up with a fashion bitch
Run up on me I'm blasting, bitch
Leave a n***a in a casket, bitch
Young handsome bastard
Bitches love me like Prince
Introduced me to they friends
And do you think she got a chance
N***a don't need no advance
She be on my phone tryna vent
I be in the field like a tent
I fill the Fanta up with Tech
They hidden but it ain't direct
Type of shit we don't respect
I heard your shit you sound depressed
I heard it I wasn't impressed, unfortunately
I know that they don't want no war with me
They wasn't aware of what's in store for me
My lil bitch hit the store for me
Got the choppas singing like Floetry
Got the two bitches at the DoubleTree
These n***as trying to get one up on me
I glo'd up and started my company
Gold Game gang gang
Do whatever for the gang
Since the flow go crazy
I've been going money crazy
I will never let it change me
I got her wetter than a navy
I could never let 'em play me
Sipping lean got me lazy
Gold Game gang gang
[Chorus]
I might just pull up on you
I put that choppa on you
I fuck my bitches in twos
I put that choppa on you
I might just pull up on you
I put that choppa on you
Put that n***a on the news
I put that choppa on you

[Outro]
I put that choppa on you
I put that choppa on you
I put that choppa on you
I put that choppa on you
I put that, uh
I put that choppa on you