[Verse 1]
Ayy, smoked too much gelato, now this shit, it got me trippin', ayy
Choppa on my waist, in case you wonder why I'm limpin', ayy
Blue hundreds, like I'm crippin', ayy
Choppa got extensions, ayy
Clutchin' on a Glock, and bitch my trigger finger itchin', ayy
Ridin' with the K, play tough, you become a date
Workin' white, like Mary Kate
Wop still trap out section 8
Choppa beat, like 808
It ain't no face so ain't no case
Fuck these niggas cause they hate
Button up your block and jump the gate
[Chorus]
'Til the other day, I ain't have to use the K
But I used the Mac 11, killed a nigga anyway
Poppin' all these percocets, I just might OD any day
I got all these hundreds in my pockets, bust a jugg like every day
[Verse 2]
Fucked your bitch in every way
Bitch fuck you and what you say
Choppa is my only friend, like Chucky, bitch, you wanna play?
I named it "Arnold Schwarzenater" cause this bitch gon' terminate
He cough up blood, regurgitate
Pull up, we exterminate
Boy, you just a fake ass nigga, actin', yeah, I know you hate
I just hopped out the Gucci store and then I hopped right in the Wraith
Damn, should've seen these fakes
Damn, why these niggas hate?
Worry 'bout what Wopster doin', need to go and get some cake
[Chorus]
'Til the other day, I ain't have to use the K
But I used the Mac 11, killed a nigga anyway
Poppin' all these percocets, I just might OD any day
I got all these hundreds in my pockets, bust a jugg like every day