Outta proportion, outta proportion My choppa keep blowin' shit outta proportion Cook that shit up Quay It's Gucci (Evil) Hah (Genius) Fast coupe, haha (Nyoom) (Mr. Nice Guy, haha) If you ain't 'bout lettin' that choppa go, we ain't got none in common (No)

I'm light years Ahead of my peers Want some, you can come bring it right here Can't clown me Don't come 'round me Bow down, I was crowned when they found me Sen kalk, bir minik mikrofonunu getir bak jak Burada mikrofonuna tak kagit

You bout to, journey into the mind of a psychopath killer Blood spiller, mentality much iller Than you could ever imagine in your wildest dreams You'll feel his pain and his silent screams You'll feel his pain and his violent screams I'm the devil, if

In a dream yeah, thinking bout codeine yeah Chop Chop it like I'm in the matrix (Ay) Balmain pocket extra cake (Ay) Have you ever made a million dollars with your talent (Have you) Have you ever fucked a bitch ass so fat lose your balance (Have you) All these

Nun ruhen alle Wälder, Vieh, Menschen, Städt' und Felder: Es schläft die ganze Welt Ihr aber, meine Sinnen, Auf, auf, ihr sollt beginnen Was eurem Schöpfer wohlgefällt Breit aus die Flügel beide, O Jesu, meine Freude, Und nimm dein Küchlein ein!

In that new Chopard, ooh ooh That's a car, ooh ooh Money, money, ah ooh ooh Big boss, ooh ooh In that Richie Mille, it don't tick tock, hoo hoo Splash warning, hoo hoo, ooh ooh I be cookin' coco out the pot, pot, ye ye I just skrrt off in a robot, yay

You've officially been chopped and screwed Now you've officially been chopped and screwed Screwed-screwed, chopped-chopped and screwed You've officially been screwed Shawty don't chop chop me, shawty don't screw me (yeah) You've officially been dance-dance

You can't help but say 'Hot dog!' Just drag me 'cross your log I'm a cross cut saw, I'm a cross cut saw You know, I'm a cross cut saw Just drag me across your log I cut your wood so easy for you Some call me wood-choppin' Sam Some call me wood-cuttin' Ben

Choppa won't miss a nigga Hundred round drum killin' everybody Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew! Yeah! We ain't wasting no time (Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?) Splat, splat, splat, woo! She hop on the dick and she split Hop on my dick like a bitch

Bitch, I'm mad balling, all my diamonds mad flawless (21) We got mad choppers, all my niggas mad cautious I got mad dick, turning these hoes into mad stalkers (21) Bitch, I'm mad balling, all my diamonds mad flawless 21, 21, 21 21 21 I'm from out the