Going to the jeweler, bust the AP, yeah Slidin' on the water like a jet-ski, yeah I'm tryna fuck you and your bestie, yeah Chopper with the scope so do not test me, yeah Ric Flair drip go "woo" on a bitch Fifty-seven ninety split the coupe on my wrist

Weaponized psychopathy Headlong into carnage seeking blood Seething minds distorted by the violence and pain Driven by adrenaline Headlong into carnage they attack Merciless and brutal take the head off of your neck No hesitation as the bloodshed begins

Outstanding I done took a whole lotta chances I fuck her, I ain't tryna be romantic I just left the jeweler diamonds dancing Try to take it my chopper do damage

Yuck Daddy! Yuck! Two big chain, one big chopper, bitch Two big chain, one big chopper Good weed, bad bitch Got these hoes on my dick like Brad Pitt Whoa, I seen it all before The bitch got a man, but she schemin' on the low How it go? It go, fuck them

There I go fallin' to me knees right now Tryna get it back on my feet right now Choppin' up the weight I don't need Maybe I could sell it to a fiend, right now Ay, what'chu mean? An ounce, a quarter, a P I would sell you faith but you niggas don't

Young nigga, I done came a long way Now, grind like a rich nigga Shine like a rich nigga Ridin' round town, hey, hey Ridin' round town, top down Like a rich nigga Wishin' that somebody say hey, hey Choppin' all the bad bitches Wanna come around

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

I bow my head, I pray to God Survival of the fittest help me hold my chopper lord! If I die today, on the highway to heaven Can I let my top down in my 911? Financial fanatic, 40 bricks in my attic 400K in my baggage, 80 round automatic You can't stop a

Pull up, pull up All of these niggas they talkin' I love my choppa, they talk All of these niggas they soft Know what I'm sayin' I got niggas out here killing each other for VLONE Drop top, drop top

Call me what you want but you can't call me broke Pull up with that choppa and a telescope Got 50 chickens in with me, runnin' around in my city Young rich nigga trappin' out Bentleys, rich nigga trappin' out Bentleys We makin' a motion picture,