Chopper City

(Mommy, India got the beats)

(I got Hitman on the beat)

(Who made this shit? TayTay made the beat)

Draco thirty hit me, it got a fifty (Top)

Bitch, we sticked up, it's Chopper City, yeah

Look here, felon walk in with that felony

Gang five, that's cold case

We gon' kill a bitch, that been reppin' shit

I say put the bitch up in rotation

Four stamps, that's four faces

Gas bag, that's border bases

Russian K, that's Canada property

We gon' make the drop where it go the safest

Keep it real, fake it till you make it

They be that bitch **** that's hating

Distributing, call it penetrating

Take off your mind, clear up what you're thinking

Dirty money stashing, call it banking

Murder for position, call it ranking

Cold killer steppers 'round me nameless

Dog killing NBA ain't no taming

Sippin' drank, need it by the case

Bodies smoked by the block if it's hard

Catch you slipping, slang that stick at the yard

Behind this business, we be taking it far

Deal 'em out, we be dishing our cards

Bad bitch hit the road with that boy

Got it out front row with that stick

Bang out toe to toe with that rod

Rich ****, Helter Skelter shit

Mugged up why the bezel glist

Doped up, need another fix

I don't know where the fuck his mind went

Big bank, get your head popped

Bitch, you know how them times spent

Riding 'round at the devil risk

All night tryna slime shit

Draco thirty hit me, it got a fifty (Top)

Bitch, we sticked up, it's Chopper City, yeah

Clip full, driving fast, tryna move a whole thing

Bitch **** steady tryna short stop, it's a dirty game, he gon' lose his brain

The one to take a two, that's what my cousin Meechy say

But we could pull about five, I'm talking five, that's just by either way

Five million for my album, that's an easy bank

Said you need a thousand for that bezel, shit, what my **** Jay Beezy say?

**** cop that

Two hundred for my chain, them **** gon' watch that

Told my youngin when he get that 'Vette, them hoes gon' jock that

****, you a hot mess

Lotta thousands laid on my chest, I'm talking no vest

Public housing, we where the smoke at, I got it potent

Talking millions, I had that Maybach 'fore I was four in

Get that drank just for the relax, **** gotta pour a four in

One watch, that's three bands

Rob the jeweler, still calling

Crank the window, nothing but claws in

Bullets burn, give you a raw tan

Draco thirty hit me, it got a fifty (Top)

Bitch, we sticked up, it's Chopper City, yeah

(Who made this shit? TayTay made the beat)

Clip full, driving fast, tryna move a whole thing

Bitch **** steady tryna short stop, it's a dirty game, he gon' lose his brain