[Intro]
(2wo2imes)
Ayy
Blatt-blatt-blatt
Yeah
Sito, Sito, Sito
Blatt-blatt

[Chorus]
That choppa got kick (Baow)
N***a want some smoke, you know he get fixed
Got fish scales, but I ain't weighing no fish (Glrrt)
Just pulled up on the block, but this ain't no Lyft
Got Crip bitches, and they bangin' for mix (Ayy)
How the fuck you slidin', but you not even slick?
N***as actin' tough, told them n***as, "Get dip" (Blatt)
Yeah, I'm servin' n***as, yeah, I'm servin' 'em fix
Got two fyes, so you better not trip
I'm clutched with the shotta, ain't shootin' no bricks
My backstreet partners throwin' up [?] (Yeah)
I'm in Clayton County tryna hit me a lick (Clayton)
I'm on defense, all my n***as gon' blitz
I'm on gangway, but I trap out the Six
Got that .44, man, you know I tote six
Off six lines, man, that shit got me sick (Ayy)
[Verse]
Hit six times, so I heard that shit click (Blatt)
Blue racks on me, feel like I'm Crip (Fllt)
Red fifties, and I'm sippin' that blood (Fah)
I can't fuck with you, I know you got dubbed (Yeah)
Just took your bitch, now she sellin' them drugs (Ayy)
Free the life stunna, n***a, free my lil' cousin
I'm born in this shit, you know I got plugs (Yeah)
Got ice in my mouth, you know I'm gon' mug
I don't fuck with n***as, I ain't showin' no love (Nah)
All blue hundreds, we ain't countin' no dubs
Talkin' 'bout plata the only thing that I see (Blatt)
Still ridin' 'round with that strap in my seat (Yeah)
Free 99, we ain't doin' receipts (Ayy)
Just slimed your partner, now that boy on Say Cheese (Yeah, Slime)
Like Ray Charles how I play with them keys
Rich Slime Global, gotta keep that shit G (Global, blatt, blatt)

[Chorus]
That choppa got kick (Baow)
N***a want some smoke, you know he get fixed
Got fish scales, but I ain't weighing no fish (Glrrt)
Just pulled up on the block, but this ain't no Lyft
Got Crip bitches, and they bangin' for mix (Ayy)
How the fuck you slidin', but you not even slick?
N***as actin' tough, told them n***as, "Get dip" (Blatt)
Yeah, I'm servin' n***as, yeah, I'm servin' 'em fix
Got two fyes, so you better not trip
I'm clutched with the shotta, ain't shootin' no bricks
My backstreet partners throwin' up [?] (Yeah)
I'm in Clayton County tryna hit me a lick (Clayton)
I'm on defense, all my n***as gon' blitz
I'm on gangway, but I trap out the Six
Got that .44, man, you know I tote six
Off six lines, man, that shit got me sick (Ayy)
[Outro]
(2wo2imes)